Page 23 of Immortal Unveiled

Fury rose in Kim. “Now there’ll never be justice.” Tears started welling up in her eyes. “I have to do something. I have to prove that the police are corrupt and that my mother’s murderer is still out there.”

“I agree. You can’t let them get away with that. Call Todd. He’ll know what to do.”

“I can’t.”

“Why not? Because of what you said to him this morning? Pfff!” Jennifer made a dismissive hand movement. “This is bigger than your pride. Or his. This is police corruption. Just sell it to him that this will be his big break-out case. Something that’ll make him attorney general of Maryland one day. He’s ambitious. He’ll go for it.”

Kim shook her head once more. “That’s not it. I can’t trust him. What if he’s in on it? What if he’s part of the corruption? Don’t you think it’s kind of convenient that he showed up at my place the day after Detective Emmerson presented me with news about my mother’s murderer?”

“You said yourself he’s got all these contacts in the police department, and that’s how he knew.”

“Yes, but what if he’s the one who set all this up?”

“What’s in it for him?” Jennifer asked skeptically.

“He wants to get back together. And what was standing between us was my mother’s unsolved murder. Or so he thought until this morning. He must have thought that once it’s all behind me, and I give up believing in a paranormal explanation of it, I’ll take him back.”

Jennifer dropped on the edge of the bed. “Oh my God, what a sleazebag!” She sighed deeply. “You can’t let him get away with that. You have to do something. Tell somebody.”

Kim ran both hands through her hair. “But whom? I can’t go to the police. I can’t go to the district attorney’s office. I doubt a reputable newspaper is going to go for the story unless I have concrete proof, more sources and—”

“The PI!” Jennifer shot up from the bed. “You have to call Manus. He’s a private investigator. He’ll check into it for you. He’ll find evidence that Todd conspired with his friends at the police department to trick you into believing that this poor dead guy was your mother’s murderer. He’ll help you.”

Kim cringed. “Manus? I’m not sure. I think it’ll be awkward.”

Jennifer rolled her eyes. “Awkward? Do you want to get justice or not? Don’t let a little awkwardness stop you.”

“But what if he doesn’t want to help me?”

Jennifer reached for the phone on the nightstand. “There’s only one way to find out.”