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Deluge (CSI: NY)

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by Stuart M. Kaminsky


  “What? You a cop?”

  “I’m a cop and you’ve got coke under your nails.”

  Jorge turned his head to one side and looked at Danny to see if he was bluffing. He could see that he wasn’t. Jorge took a step back and pointed a finger at Danny, a finger that said “Next time it won’t end like this.”

  “Shooting foul,” said Danny. “I get a free one at the line.”

  Jorge nodded in temporary defeat. Both teams stepped back. The confrontation had taken less than a minute. Danny went to the line, thinking of the crying girl whose lawyers would claim self-defense. She might get off. Maybe she should. Either way her life was changed now and forever and she was only eighteen. The security guard, Bill Hexton, on the other hand, wouldn’t get off. He had covered up a crime. He would lose his job. He would face jail time. The district attorney’s office and a judge would decide how much.

  Players from both teams lined up on the sides of the lane, hands up. Danny took the shot and missed. Jorge got the rebound and grinned.

  All was not right with the world for Danny Messer this night.

  Mac sat on the cot next to Keith Yunkin in the small, clean cell. Neither man spoke. There was nothing to say. Keith had murdered four people. He had done it to honor his brother. He had done it to rid the world of four people who preyed on children.

  Mac sat, looked at the wall of the cell, smelled the scent of past and present bodies. He read the graffiti that would be scrubbed off later in the week. There were fresh messages, drawings.

  “I Did Not Do This Crime This Time.—Big Ron.”

  “Not Fare. Just Not Fare.—Ollie from St. Paul.”

  “Warren Was Here.”

  Mac had been there for almost half an hour looking at the wall, hearing people in other cells cough and talk to themselves, listening to Keith Yunkin breathe. Mac sat patiently, preoccupied with his own thoughts of the past. He had time.

  Then Keith spoke.

  “Did the rain stop?”

  “It stopped three days ago,” said Mac.

  “Who stopped the rain?”

  Mac had no answer.

  Table of Contents

  Stella Bonasera shook rain from her face and hair and . . .

  CSI: Crime Scene Investigation

  Title Page

  Copyright

  Dedication

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

 

 

 


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