Page 4 of Kevin's Destiny

CHAPTER 2

A week and a half later,Kevin was getting a file from his top desk drawer when he saw his captain come to the office door and call out to him.

“Lassiter, got a minute?”

Kevin looked between his boss and the folder he was going to take with him to HR, then sighed. “Yeah, can I make a quick call first?”

“Sure, then come to my office.” The captain turned and went back into the room.

Kevin picked up his phone, dialed the four-digit extension, and said quietly to the person who answered. “This is Detective Kevin Lassiter, I’m going to have to reschedule our meeting.”

“Okay, instead of doing that, why don’t you stop in when you have a free minute? We’ll fit you in, and it will save us from tying up time. I’ve been looking into your request, and will have the papers ready for you.”

“Okay, thanks.” Kevin hung up, stood, and went to his boss’s office.

“Come in, and shut the door behind you.” The captain was precise in his instructions, which threw Kevin off because he genuinely liked his boss, but today he seemed standoffish.

“Take a seat.”

Kevin sat, and studied his boss. That’s when he saw how pinched his mouth was, and how his eyes wouldn’t quite meet Kevin’s.

“Boss? Is there a problem here?”

“Yes and no,” Captain Boggs said. “Shit,” he said as he scrubbed his face and slumped back in his chair. The pinched look didn’t disappear, but the standoffishness did go away. “We have a possible situation.”

“Okay, what can I do to help?”

“Drake and Bennett were up on rotation, and they received a call early this morning.”

“Shit, okay.” Hearing those names meant there was another homicide that needed to be investigated.

“Yes, it’s a homicide and the suspect is in custody.”

“That’s good.”

“No, it isn’t. I don’t know how to tell you this.”

“What?” When Boggs continued to stay silent, Kevin looked at him directly. “Just tell me.”

“It’s Karen.”

“Who?”

“Your ex-wife. Karen Nicole Carter Lassiter. Though I’ve been told she’s going by her maiden name now.”

Kevin sat there in stunned silence for what felt like an eternity, trying to grasp what he had heard, then he asked so quietly, he had to clear his throat several times before the words would come out loud enough to be heard.

“Is Karen dead?”

“No, she’s the suspect.”

Kevin felt the blood drain from his head, and shook it, then stared at his boss in shock. “Come again?”

“I’ve been on the phone with Bennett and Drake all morning. There is video proof of the attack, the suspect was immediatelytaken into custody, the scene preserved for us, and our guys are questioning her.”

“Karen?”

“Yes, however, they hit a snag.”