Lyndsey Cole - Lily Bloom 03 - Roses are Dead by Lyndsey Cole Page A

Cozy Motel where she was murdered. Too big of a coincidence in my mind. Here’s some information: Graduated from the Police Academy ten years ago; is currently a state detective; single; age 32. Nothing too interesting.”
    Lily sipped her ice d tea. “What are we even looking for?”
    Iris grabbed the computer. “Connections between all these people. Who knows who m and why. I’m going to search through Vinnie Stewart’s Facebook page.”
    Lily took her computer back. “ You’re Facebook friends with him? Jeez, Mom, isn’t that a little stalkerish?”
    “Just because I agreed to go out with him doesn’t mean I can’t do a little background check. It’s only smart in this day and age.”
    Lily quickly scanned his personal information. “He’s only forty five? Isn’t that a little young for you?”
    “Nope. Haven’t you two heard about cougars yet? And besides, I don’t look a day over forty nine. Look through his friends.”
    “The only names I recognize are Carla and Adam. I wonder why Ryan isn’t friends with him.”
    “Click on Carla’s name, ” Daisy suggested. “I wonder what happens with your account after you die.”
    Lily clicked. “It should still be here unless someone else closed it. Here she is and it’s all public. Big ego or what? Here’s tons of photos of Carla with lots of different cops. I’m guessing she had a thing for that blue uniform. And it still says she’s engaged to Ryan Steele. Ick. Creepy. I’m glad I never knew this before.”
    Daisy added , “Or maybe a daddy substitute since her father’s a cop. See if you can find anyone with Sullivan for a last name. We could start with her father.”
    Lily scrolled through Carla’s friend list. “Ryan Steele. Adam May. Vinnie Stewart. Here’s a Wade Sullivan, maybe that’s her father. And here’s another Sullivan, Ty Sullivan.” Lily looked up. “That could be a brother or cousin. Jennifer would know.”
    Iris nodded. “Ryan would know too. After all, he was engaged to Carla.”
    “I can’t ask him. He’d get suspicious. I bet we can do an online search. Ryan told me that Carla’s dad is in prison so let’s see if we can find him.”
    Lily found the online offender locator which let her do a search by state. “This will be easy. I’ll try Wade Sullivan first.” She typed in the information. “Look. Here he is. At the state prison.”
    Iris sat forward. “Type in that other name, just for fun.”
    “Ty Sullivan. Nothing.”
    “Try Tyler Sullivan.”
    “Nothing.”
    Iris chewed on her lower lip. “I think we need to visit this Wade Sullivan and see what he’ll tell us.”
    Lily shut her computer. “Are you crazy? We need to figure out another way to get information.”
    Iris stood up excitedly. “I’ve got it. One of the options for a training session for Poppy is at the prison since some of the other foster parents are prisoners. Why don’t you come with me and maybe we can do some digging and find someone who has connections to Wade or Carla.”
    “Are you sure about that?”
    “Yeah. There should be guards. Maybe you can chat with them while you watch.”
    “Is that allowed?”
    “We’ll find out. Wear something sexy. That always helps.”
    Iris stretched. “I’ll pick you up at five?”
    “Okay.”
    Daisy gathered her things too. “I’ll wait for a phone call in case I have to bail you two out of jail.”
    They laughed. “Such an optimist.”
    Lily leaned back in her zero gravity chair after Iris and Daisy left, soaking up the warmth of the sunshine. “What do ya think Rosie? Doesn’t this feel relaxing?” Rosie’s tail thumped. Lily took that as a sign that she agreed.
    Lily jerked out of her sunshine coma and grabbed her computer. Talking to herself she mumbled out loud, “I need to search through Carla’s Facebook photos before someone closes that account. I should start with the most recent ones to see who she had been hanging around with. If she had a passion for cops, there