Page 46 of Double Edged Hearts
“My God, Cora, where did you get these?” she asks in a hushed voice.
“A friend gave them to me,” I answer.
“Afriend? What kind of friend is this?” She blinks several times.
“A… special friend I can’t talk about yet.”
She gives me a withered stare. “Cora what the hell?”
“Lyndsey please. Just focus on the pictures. Tell me what you think.”
“Zack is shady as fuck. That’s what I think. There’s no mention anywhere that he could have been one of the few people to see Giles before he died,” she fumes. “Do you think he killed him?”
“I don’t know, but the fact that he must have been the last person to see him doesn’t bode well, does it? Nor the fact that we were all told that Giles was murdered in his house and found by his wife.”
“Fuck… This is so messed up. So, why the lies? The lies only make sense if Zack killed him.”
I nod, and I feel like shit for doing so because the problem is that we don’t know. The picture of Zack and Giles together is just that. I could conclude that it just shows them together, but it’s the lies that incriminate him.
“Cora, what are we going to do?” she asks.
“I think I need to speak to Richard. Other than you, he’s the only person I can trust,” I answer. “I think I need something more though. More concrete.” I can’t get this wrong. I have the pictures and I just need to fill in the blanks. There will be too many questions if I show what I have now and it might give Zack the chance to get some alibi.
“Why the hell would Zack kill Giles?” she asks. Her brows knit together. “Giles promoted him from LA, Cora. It doesn’t make any sense whatsoever for him to have any vendetta against him, or a motive. Giles adored Zack’s work, and I hear he’s up for another promo. It was a done deal.”
“I don’t know, but I am thinking of looking around his stuff,” I confess, only because I’m going to need her help.
Her eyes turn to saucers. “Cora, getting into his office is going to be hard.”
I bite the inside of my lip. “I know. I don’t have to get into his office to look around his stuff though. I was thinking of his files and maybe his phone calls.”
Confusion fills her eyes. “You can do that? Like hacking?”
When I nod, her mouth drops open.
“I can.”
“My God, Cora. I didn’t know you could do things like that. Why didn’t you ever tell me?”
“Lyndsey it isn’t exactly something you broadcast.”
“Are you kidding if I could do that, everyone would know.” She smirks.
I shake my head at her and bite back a smile. “Trust me, it’s not something everyone should know. I um, also …found something a few days ago that I’m still checking out.”
“What?”
“That phone number we have for Matvey is still in use. It was used the other day.”
“What? The number was showing as delisted and deactivated.” She shakes her head at me.
“I know but I had a hunch that panned out so I made a device that would be able to track the number if it was ever used again.” As I explain it becomes clear that there’s more to me than what meets the eye. “The number was used on Monday just before I found out about Giles.”
“Cora…” She looks me over with caution. “I’m getting the feeling that you can do a lot more than I thought.”
I pull in a breath. “I can.”
“And you havespecial friendswith no names who can get certain evidence that can literally turn the tide of an investigation? It hasn’t escaped me that your mystery love interest has no name either. I’m supposed to be your friend and this feels very secretive,” she points out. “Who are these special friends?”
