Man Of Action

The body had been found Saturday afternoon, but the coroner put the time of death as late Friday night or early Saturday morning.

“I was at home with my wife,” Corey said. Brandon marked it down in a notebook.

“I was in Phoenix at a bar with a bunch of friends,” Luke said, giving its name. “We started home after last call.” He glanced down before looking up defiantly at Brandon and Andrea.

There was definitely more to that story. Luke’s emotions weren’t necessarily guilt in a specific sense, but a sort of overall vague sense of shame.

“I was at my house sleeping, after walking home from here. I live off Old Highway 80,” Jarrod said, still staring openly at Andrea.

“You live alone?” Brandon asked.

Both the other men snickered. Brandon raised an eyebrow. “What?”

“No,” Luke said. “He lives with his mother.”

Jarrod turned away, grimacing. “Thanks, Luke.”

Andrea couldn’t help but smile a little at Jarrod’s comeuppance. Especially since his desire to bed her practically oozed from his pores. He wasn’t even trying to hide his craving for Andrea.

“Your mom can vouch that you were at the house?” Brandon asked Jarrod.

“Yeah, man. She’s always at home. Gets so angry at me whenever I go out.”

Probably pretty angry that Jarrod didn’t have a job, either, but Andrea didn’t mention that. Didn’t want to draw the attention back to herself.

She watched all three men as Brandon got their names and contact information. He explained that, at this point, they were eliminating suspects. Telling the truth now would save them from more trouble later. Although none of them were thrilled at giving the info, none of them resisted.

Jarrod tried to talk to her while Brandon spoke with the other men, but she wouldn’t engage with him. She’d had plenty of practice being standoffish over the past few years. Shutting him down was easy.

Plus, she wondered if he wasn’t trying to get on her good side because he was hiding something.

One thing she knew for sure as she and Brandon left the bar, waving to bartender Phil as they went—all three men they’d interviewed today had secrets. All of them had lied or withheld information in some way.

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