The P.I. Contest. C.J. Carmichael

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      But maybe he’d also been lying about that.

      “If you really want a change, how about you put in for a transfer? I’d hate to lose you, but if it’s what you want…”

      She shook her head no. She’d always enjoyed her job, but after today, she couldn’t imagine coming back here, or starting fresh with another group of strangers. “Remember Lindsay Fox and Nathan Fisher? They’ve been trying to convince me to come and work with them. Maybe I will.”

      “This isn’t the time to be making life-altering decisions. Why don’t you take a few days off? See how you feel when you’ve had a chance to cool down?”

      Kate already knew how she’d feel. Betrayed. Hurt. Angry.

      None of that was going to change.

      When she made up her mind, she seldom changed it. And her mind was made up.

      “I’m quitting. It’s a done deal.”

      AS SOON AS SHE GOT HOME, Kate wrote her letter of resignation, then dropped it in the mail. She’d really felt a sense of pride working for the NYPD, but she had no sense of regret about leaving.

      She had learned a lot from the organization, but she was ready to move on.

      Next she packed all of Conner’s belongings and arranged for a moving company to pick them up the next day. She called Conner at work to ask where he wanted her to send them.

      “Kate, damn it, why are you moving so fast? We haven’t even talked.”

      “Did you sleep with Emily White?”

      “Stop it. We need to meet in person…”

      “Why? So you can try to charm me? Forget it, Conner. Nothing will work. You haven’t just lost my love and my trust. You’ve lost my respect. I don’t want to see or speak to you again.”

      Her words were cutting and possibly cruel, but at least Conner got the message.

      “Fine. Be that way, Kate. You can send my stuff to Max’s apartment.”

      And that was it. The end of a one-year relationship.

      Kate put down the phone, wondering if she was going to break down and cry. It hadn’t happened yet. Oddly, once the first rush of anger had worn off, she’d felt quite calm.

      The tears would come, she was certain, but while she was waiting she would clean the apartment. When she found a pair of Emily’s pink panties between the mattress and the footboard, she was glad she’d gone to the effort.

      “Disgusting.” She put on a pair of rubber gloves, then carried them outside to the garbage chute. In the hallway she met Janet.

      “You were right about Conner,” she said.

      “I’m sorry. Maybe I shouldn’t have said anything?”

      “I’m glad you did.”

      Only once her apartment was spotless, and the movers had arrived to remove Conner’s belongings, was Kate able to sleep. She was out for over twelve hours and when she awoke, it was a new day.

      She sat up in bed and checked in on her emotions. Was she going to cry now? But she felt not just calm, but peaceful. Maybe on a subconscious level she’d already known Conner wasn’t the right man for her.

      She was also hungry.

      Kate spent the day indulging herself. She went out for breakfast, read the New York Times cover to cover, then strolled through Central Park. It was early March, cold and damp, but she thought she could feel springtime in the air—until a few flakes of snow landed on her nose.

      She picked up some Thai takeout and rented a movie. Before watching it, however, she decided she’d better call her friend Lindsay Fox.

      Lindsay had once worked with her at the Twentieth Precinct. Several years ago, she’d left to start a private investigation company on the Upper West Side, and routinely tried to convince Kate to join her.

      Hopefully that offer was still open. She dialed the new number Lindsay had given her after she’d moved in with her partner—and now lover—Nathan Fisher.

      Lindsay answered right away. “Kate, is that you?”

      “You know that job you keep offering me…?”

      Lindsay laughed. “Are you serious?”

      “Yeah. I’ve had it with the NYPD.”

      “What put you over the edge? Midnight shifts? Having to be respectful to senior officers even when they’re full of crap? Needing to fill out a form just to go to the frigging can?”

      “All of the above. Oh, and plus I found out Conner was screwing a woman in Records.”

      “What?”

      “It’s true. Our engagement is over. I’ve returned the ring, kicked him out and I’m looking for a fresh start. And I mean a totally fresh start.”

      “Oh, Kate, I’m so sorry to hear that. What a flipping jerk, though.”

      “Yeah. I busted him right at the office, in front of all his buddies.”

      Lindsay whooped. “Serves him right.”

      “And then I told Rock I was quitting.”

      “Girl, I like your style. And you definitely called at the right time. Nathan and I are drowning in work. If we don’t find someone soon, our sex life is going to be on permanent hold.”

      “That sounds desperate. So Nathan’s a full-fledged partner now, is he?”

      “I’ve even had new signs and business cards printed with Fox & Fisher. It’s going well, Kate. Really well.”

      “I’m glad. You both deserve to be happy.” Lindsay and Nathan took very different approaches to their jobs. Lindsay was all about gut-feel and action, whereas Nathan preferred methodical research and careful planning. Their skill sets were complementary, and Kate liked them both very much. More than that, she respected them and trusted them.

      “Kate, I’m sorry for what you’ve been through. But I’ve always felt you’d be a perfect fit to work with Nathan and me.”

      Kate had the same feeling. “So when do I start?”

      “I’d like to say tomorrow, but I have a partner now. I should probably arrange a meeting with you, me and Nathan. I’ll call you later to set up a time.”

      JAY SAVAGE FINISHED HIS set of twelve reps, then replaced the weights on the rack. He was glad his buddy Nathan Fisher had talked him into going to СКАЧАТЬ