Fire Burns Hot ((An FBI/ Romance Thriller~ (Book 5))) by Morgan Kelley Read Free Book Online Page B

confused. “There was information missing?”
    Tori handed her the file and waited for the woman to flip through.
    Elizabeth noticed that the woman didn’t look happy. Obviously it was clear who had sent over the information to Gabe, and it hadn’t been Detective Austin.
    Austin was ready to beat down her partner. Brian was supposed to fax it all over and apparently he didn’t. She warned him not to jack around with the feds and piss them off intentionally.
    “I’m sorry, some of the papers must not have gone through,” Cyra covered for him. “I can bring the files and our notes to FBI West if you’d like.” Cyra Austin wanted to see what the inside of that building looked like in the worst way. It was huge and shiny and getting near it was almost impossible without clearance. This could very well be her one shot at getting a tour.
    “Before you head on over to FBI West, how about you drag your CSI’s on out here to reprocess this scene and pull all the trace,” drawled Elizabeth. “I don’t have the time or the inclination to clean up after shotty work.”
    Although Elizabeth believed that Detective Austin didn’t have anything to do with the missing information. She also saw the flicker of her eyes towards her partner and knew there was a cover-up. “In my world, when you screw something up, you fix it and not pass the buck.”
    The detectives stared at her, and they didn’t look happy at what she was implying.
    “If that’s what you want, Director,” stated Cyra.
    “ I would appreciate that, Detective. Both you and your partner are more than welcome to be there when we reopen the victims. I’ll have clearance for you at the gate.”
    Leto wasn’t passing this one up. He wanted to see if she was indeed the boss. It was still hard to believe , and he suspected she was yanking their chains.
    “Give us an hour, and we’ll be there.”
    Elizabeth nodded at Tori, as they left the scene. Once they were far enough away, she glanced over her shoulder. “We’ll give them the chance to rectify their mess before we go in and show them how it’s done.”
    “You think they’re incompetent?” she inquired, even as she had the same thoughts.
    “Hell yeah I do. Not so much the woman, but she’s cleaning up after the partner. I’m betting they missed evidence.”
    “It works for me.”
    Elizabeth thought about it. “When the detectives show up at the office, I want you to grab Christina and a couple techs. Come back out here and do a walk through. I’m not comfortable with the detectives watching us do our job.”
    “Not a problem.”
    “Are you hungry, Tori?” asked Elizabeth, pulling away from the scene. “I’m ravenous.”
    Tori laughed. “I could eat.”
    Elizabeth nodded. “Might as well. I won’t want to eat after autopsy. Hello morgue diet.”
    Something about five charred remains left her less than wanting meat. This was a first, but Elizabeth was suddenly craving a salad. Too bad the men weren’t here to see this. One or both might think it was a sign of the apocalypse.
     
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    Sitting in her office, Elizabeth waited for both detectives and her ME. Chris Leonard had called in and was successfully transporting all the remains back to FBI West. Unlike the attitude she’d received, the local ME didn’t give any pushback. That was probably a very good thing, or Elizabeth would have gone over to the Damascus office and cracked skulls. Messing with her was one thing, but screwing with her people was completely off limits.
    As she pondered calling her husband and Callen, her phone buzzed and the intercom opened.
    “Yes Ginny.”
    “ Boss, you have two guests here. Detectives from the Damascus PD. Would you like me to escort them back?” Ginny asked in her usual chipper voice.
    “Yeah, bring them back.”
    Elizabeth waited for the two to get to her office. At the knock, she called them in , looking up