Chapter 15: Nick
Bracco
Nick put his phone down and fist-bumped Matt. “Emily found the missing girls,” he said with a big smile.
Matt pointed to Karl Saxon who was
answering questions from a Baltimore detective.
“What about him?”
“I want him released.”
Matt gave Nick a deadpan stare. “Sure, why not. He’s only a hired assassin.”
Nick folded his arms across his chest. “Do you remember the names on his playlist of
victims? Charles Nekert. Rocco Slate.
Vance Thalter. All terrorist supporters
from different parts of the world?”
“I’m listening.”
“Well, we don’t exactly have any hard
evidence against him.”
“Yeah?”
“And it would be really hard to find a
charge to hold him on.”
“So we release him and wait for him to kill
again?”
“That’s right.”
“And try to find evidence against him at
that crime scene?”
Nick nodded. “You’re good at this. You should be in law enforcement.”
“Are you out of your friggin’ mind?”
Nick tugged Matt’s arm to get him away from
the throng of police gathering around Saxon.
Once they were far enough away, he said, “That casing I showed you from
the Morrison murder? The one where I
kept from the evidence room?”
“Yeah?”
Nick glanced over his shoulder at
Saxon. “Well, I told Karl that I was
given the casing by a terrorist who wanted Saxon incarcerated for the rest of
his life.”
Matt’s glare softened as the concept became
clearer in his mind. “And exactly who
did you say gave you this casing?”
“Amin Soharto.”
Matt’s grin widened. “You’re kidding, right? We’ve been searching for Amin for a decade.”
“Right.”
“And what makes you think he can find him?”
“Because if he doesn’t, I promised that
casing would find itself into the evidence chamber.”
Matt shook his head. “You are a nasty man.”
“That’s what Julie tells me all the time.”
Matt draped an arm around his partner. “I could use a drink.”
Nick patted Matt’s chest. “Let’s make them doubles.”
The End
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