Locking You (The Boston Kirkpatrick's #2) by S. Donahue Read Free Book Online Page A

So imagine what he may try when I’m not around.”
         “Why don’t you just sleep on it? Just go home and talk about it when you’ve calmed down.”
         “Well, he’s driving her home since I have the car. I should have taken a fucking cab home.”
         I only stayed at the bar for 2 beers then I left. When I arrive home, I grab a chicken cutlet sandwich and put the Sox game on. I can’t concentrate but they are in extra innings and I need to watch this. My mind is on Connor, Joella, and the fucking Rookie. Watching the Sox distracts me a little bit. I drift off to sleep as the players charged the field when they win the game.
     
    That’s the last thing I remember.

Chapter 9
    Joella
     
         Brendan is so damn rude…whatever…I can play his game. I knew he would react the way he did if he met Wilson in person. That was the main reason why I didn’t want him to come to the station. Wilson is standing here with a perplexed look on his face.
         “What’s wrong with him?” he asks me as I’m about to set up the video recorder.
         “He’s just pissed off because his brother has been arrested.” I wouldn’t dare say he’s pissed because he thinks you want to fuck me. I can just see that now.
         “I’m pissed because I know Connor is not responsible and the assholes we work for played into their game.  They’re using him to bide themselves time. If I focus on Connor, which they know I will, they have time to “get away with it”. Any other cop would have arrested Connor, found some stupid connection, made it look like it’s him and closed the case. Me- I’m thorough.”
         “We’ll figure it out.”
         “I need a minute with my brother-in-law before we begin recording. I’ll be out to turn it on. Make sure no one touches the machine. This is off record.”
        I am fuming inside, but I have to do my job. My interrogation has to be on point to get Connor off. If they find one loophole they will book him. Watson is going to be watching the entire interrogation. I walk into the room and Connor jumps out of his seat.
         “Thank Gawd you’re here. They fucking think I killed people.” He is clearly distraught.
         “Connor, I’m going to be questioning you. You need to just tell the truth. Don’t curse. I will be cursing enough for both of us. I’m recording the questioning because I want to make sure that nothing gets misinterpreted being that I’m going to be your sister-in-law. Watson agreed.”
         “He’s a damn asshole. He knows I didn’t do it.”
         “Well they have nothing so they need to look good by bringing in a suspect. They waited until I was off-duty nonetheless. Don’t worry it’s going to be okay. I’m going to turn the recorder on and come back in here. Be calm.”
         “Thanks, Joella. Love ya girl. Brendan’s a lucky man.”
         “Yeah, well he’s not going to be so lucky when I kick his ass tonight.”
         “I’m scared of you.” We both started laughing.
         As I leave the interrogation room, Detective Shea is walking down the hallway. He’s a know-it-all, plus he’s just a straight up dick. I wouldn’t be surprised if he had something to do with Connor being taken in for questioning. He’s around the same age as Connor. Rumor has it that he hates the Kirkpatrick’s…like really hates them. Apparently it started in high school when Connor slept with his girlfriend. A fair fist fight erupted, but then a couple of Shea’s friends jumped in. Brendan and Billy came to Connor’s rescue and beat the crap out of Shea. He has had a vendetta against them from way back when…so I hear. I need to ask Brendan about it whenever I decide to speak to him again.
         “Should you be laughing with the suspect whom you happen to be related to?”
         “Mind your business, detective. I don’t care how much longer you’ve been a detective than me,