Teresa Watson

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problem?”
    “Ms. Crenshaw was just leaving,” he said, glaring at me.
    “I’m glad to see you’re doing well, Agent Hopkins. Hard to keep a good jerk down,” I said as I left.
     Jake was waiting for me when I came out. “What did he say?”
    “Not much of anything, to be honest. Whoever it was searched his truck for something, but he didn’t know what they were looking for. I called him a liar.”
    “You didn’t.”
    “I did.”
    “Are you trying to get arrested or something?”
    “He did threaten to arrest me. It’s not the first time someone has said they were going to lock me up.”
    “What happened to that sweet little girl I used to know?”
    “She was blown up yesterday.”
    He reached over, squeezed my hand for a minute, put the car in gear and drove off. “Seriously, why do you think he is lying?”
    “Because someone saw him taking an envelope from someone two days ago, and my guess is whoever did this wants it.”
    “Any idea what’s in it?”
    “No clue.”
    “What does your gut instinct tell you?”
    “That it has something to do with my aunt.”
    “Ah yes, Debra Cosgrove, serial killer.”
    “Why are you sticking your nose into my family business?”
    “Because you’re the key to whatever is going on.”
    “I don’t think I’m the key.”
    “You seem to be stuck firmly in the middle, then,” he replied as he pulled into the newspaper parking lot.
    “What are we doing here?”
    Jake got out, walked around the car and opened the door. “I promised Ellen I would bring you by so she could see for herself that you were alright.”
    Ellen and Bruce ran over as soon as I walked in the door, peppering me with questions. “Whoa,” I said, holding up my left hand, “slow down. Didn’t you get an official report about it from the sheriff’s office yet?”
    “Oh come on, Lizzie,” Bruce said, “you know those reports always have just the bare bone facts. We want the juicy details from an eyewitness. You know how this works.”
    “Yes, I know how it works. But Owen hasn’t said that I am free to talk about what happened. This is also a federal case, so you know they aren’t going to want anyone to talk about any part of the investigation.”
    “Which is why you need to tell us about it now,” Ellen urged, “before the Feds shut you down.”
    “Well, you have just one other problem.”
    “What’s that?”
    “I don’t want to talk about it.”
    Bruce walked off, muttering something about freedom of the press. I followed Ellen back to her desk and sat down in the chair next to it. “How are things going with Jake?”
    She shrugged. “He’s only been here twenty-four hours, but he’s making a good impression with us. He placed a call this morning, ordering new computers for everyone, and he’s trying to upgrade the printing machine in the back. Good luck with that one. That thing is an antique that needs to be put out of commission.”
    “Glad things are going well.”
    Ellen looked at me. “How are you doing?”
    “I’ve been better.”
    “You’ve looked better.”
    “So I’ve been told.”
    Ellen looked over her shoulder at Jake. “I know I said I didn’t want to know, but what’s the story between the two of you? When he heard about the explosion, he was out of here like his pants were on fire.”
    “It’s a long story, and not one I really want to get into right now. Let’s just say we have a history and leave it at that.”
    “I guess I’ll have to be satisfied with that for now.”
    “Lizzie? Could you come into my office for a minute?” Jake said.
    Why did I suddenly feel like I was being called into the principal’s office?
     

 
    Chapter Thirteen
    Jake closed the door behind me. “Have a seat.”
    I sat down behind the desk.
    “I’m not here to take your job, Lizzie. You don’t have to feel threatened.”
    “Just as long as you know who’s in charge.”
    “Yes, ma’am,” he said, giving me a mock salute. “I have a couple of

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