Night Kill (Private Investigator Andrew Knight Mystery Series) by RL Edinger

take a look at the lock, and selected his tools. Andrew carefully inserted the picks in the lock and a few seconds later had the door open.
    Deputy Brown thought he heard something. He quickened his pace as he headed to the back of the house. As he came around the corner, Deputy Brown had his weapon drawn and flashed the light at the back door. Nothing was there.
    Andrew relocked the door and was about to move on when he suddenly froze. Someone was jostling the door handle to make sure it was locked. Andrew held his breath and made no sounds. After a few minutes they stopped. Andrew closed his eyes so he could get use to the dark. Although the sun was nearly gone, the yard light would still give him enough light. He couldn’t use a flashlight because it would give him away.
    The sun had disappeared behind the winter woods now. Deputy Nash was still talking to Father Michael, when he saw Sheriff Delsmann’s squad come up the driveway. The headlights nearly blinded them before the car turned and parked beside the other squad.
    Talia got out and closed the car door. She walked up to Deputy Nash. He was not alone. There was an elderly priest with him. Talia was not thrilled.
    “What’s going on deputy?” Talia demanded.
    “Father Michael stopped to ask for directions,” Deputy Nash explained.
    Talia for some reason was suspicious. “Directions to where?” she asked.
    “8275 County Highway T,” Deputy Nash replied.
    “Just a minute,” Talia said as she pulled out her blackberry. “I’ll look it up for you.” She keyed in the address using the GPS application. Talia smiled upon receiving confirmation. She looked at Father Michael, “You said 8275 County Highway T, right?”
    “That’s correct,” Father Michael answered.
    “There is no such address,” Talia said. She looked at Deputy Nash, and pointed to Father Michael. “Detain him.”
    “What?” Father Michael protested.
    “Why,” Deputy Nash asked.
    “Somethings not right here,” Talia said. She looked accusingly at Father Michael and pointed a finger at him, “You know Andrew Knight don’t you Father.”
    “Yes, why do you ask?” Father Michael answered.
    “He’s here isn’t he,” Talia further accused.
    “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Father Michael replied calmly.
    “I want Father Michael placed under arrest,” Talia ordered.
    “What is the charge,” Deputy Nash asked.
    “Interference with an ongoing investigation,” Talia said. She spoke in her shoulder mike, “Deputy Brown, Deputy Miller, this is Sheriff Delsmann. I want you to search the house.”
    “Why,” they responded in turn.
    “We have an intruder on the premises,” Talia answered. “And his name is Andrew Knight.”
    Andrew was in the foyer. He was kneeling down next to the broken hallway table and lamp. Andrew carefully examined the broken pieces of wood and ceramic. He looked in the direction of the door. From what he had read from the report, Natasha was the first victim. She was shot while answering the door. Andrew looked at the door before closing his eyes. Andrew envisioned the surprised look on Natasha’s face when she realized it wasn’t their expected guests. Andrew stood up and walked in the direction of the dining room. He entered the room and looked over the table that was still set for guests that would never arrive. Jonathan was in this room putting on the finishing touches for their guests. Andrew turned towards the doorway. He closed his eyes again. He saw Jonathan rush into the hallway and how he saw his wife lying amongst the broken table. Andrew sympathized with how angry Jonathan was feeling. He would have done the same. But the killer knew this and used it against Jonathan. But why was the killer waiting for Jonathan outside?
    Andrew went in the kitchen next. This was where Peter was when his parents were murdered. The music on his I-pod muffled the sounds of them dying. Andrew returned to the dining room. When Peter realized