Wolves of Haven: Lone by Danae Ayusso Read Free Book Online Page B

secured the holster to the back
of her jeans before getting out of the Jeep.
    Connell rolled his eyes. “I don’t
know why I bother, I honestly don’t,” he complained, joining
her.
    “Because you’re a glutton for
punishment,” Akia reminded him, sliding into a distressed leather
jacket that was slightly fitted but would hide her sidearm without
hindering her from pulling it if needed. “Make the introductions,
but keep the family relation out of it.”
    He nodded his understanding. “Of
course. What do I tell them?”
    “You’re creative so you’ll figure
it out,” she reminded him, motioning for him to lead the
way.
    When they entered the small office,
the officers hanging around the bullpen, appearing bored, looked at
them curiously. Akia quickly took inventory and assigned a value to
each person, none of which looked as if they could write a parking
ticket let alone solve a multiple homicide.
    “Hey Doc,” Officer Leclair greeted,
eying the two curiously. “Did Staff Inspector Pierre call you in
for something?”
    Connell smiled. “No. I brought in a
specialist from the Boston PD.”
    Officer Paquette looked between the
two. “That wasn’t approved,” the man argued, his eyes moving over
the tall woman standing with the annoying M.E.. “I’m sorry, Ma’am,
you are going to have to wait until the Inspector returns, so he
can sign off on it,” he said.
    “Lieutenant de Wolfe, not ma’am,”
Akia said, and his eyes widened. “I’ll need copies of each file,
report, witness statements, location photos and the medical
examiner’s reports.”
    The four looked at each other
confused.
    “This,” Connell said, trying to
keep from laughing because his baby sister was anything but subtle
and accommodating, “is the woman that singlehandedly solved the
Silent Ripper case in Boston. She connected and then closed seven
cold cases as well as the most recent homicides, putting an end to
an unknown serial killer’s reign of terror. And just last night she
was awarded the departments Medal of Valor.”
    Akia fought to keep from growling
under her breath; Connell could never reel it in.
    “I’ll call Inspector Pierre,”
Paquette said, motioning Akia towards the row of chairs along the
wall across from the reception desk.
    “Have fun, but we’ll be in my
office,” Connell said with a smile then pushed Akia towards the
back of the small station before the Officers could
protest.
    Once the metal door slammed shut
behind them, she smacked him.
    “I’m surprised you didn’t bust out
with the slide show of my accomplishments…how did you know about
the award?” she asked. “I only got it last night.”
    He shrugged, hurrying down the
stairs to his office in the basement. “Dad told us. Besides, it was
on the news. This is Canada, not the Congo. I will be expecting a
footnote and honorable mention in your book to movie adaptation of
the Silent Ripper case since I was your second set of not
sanctioned eyes on the M.E. reports.”
    She shook her head. “I’m not
writing a damn book on that shit. That’s all the victims families
don’t need: an Oscar worthy reenactment to haunt them.”
    He snorted. “You are a party
pooper. Congrats on the promotion by the way. Wish we would have
been invited to see you up on stage. I’m sure you were a motor
mouth in your acceptance speech and they had to cut you off with
the orchestra like they do at the Academy Awards.” He looked over
his shoulder at her and smirked before clearing his throat. “Um,
thanks,” he said, in the worst impression of her to date, and she
rolled her eyes. “I have the latest bodies still in the morgue.
They haven’t been identified yet, so I’m holding onto them…and I
was waiting for you.”
    Akia nodded and absently flipped
through the file he handed her before he headed over to the wall of
metal doors then pulled one open and slid out the metal tray with a
sheet covered body on it.
    “Doesn’t it compromise the body