Diamond In The Dark — WIP –another excerpt

“Well, Mr. Diamond, I appreciate your help,” stated the lanky Homicide detective. He’d introduced himself as Lt. Goldberg, looking at Jake with piercing blue eyes. “Now, let’s just go over this one more time.”

The interview room at the police station stank of wet paint and dead cigarettes. One of the lights in the ceiling had that strobe thing going on, and the two-way mirror had a crack in it. Jake wondered if a previous guy had crashed into the glass. He looked up at the Lt. standing across the table, and smiled. He told the truth again. About visiting Mike’s condo, looking for him. But he didn’t say why. Just that he was in town, wanted to catch up with an old friend.

It had become obvious to Jake that this detective not only didn’t trust him, he had no idea who Jake had been. Only what he was now: a suspect in a murder.

“Lt., how in the heck could I have killed the guy in the pool and be upstairs in Mike’s condo at the same time? Come on, what’s really going on here?”

The Lt. threw himself down in the other chair, motioning at the two-way mirror. “Cut the recording, Alex.” A faint click came from the other side of the room, and the light stopped strobing. “Dang wiring” the Lt. mumbled.

Jake waited. Silence never made him talk more than he needed to.

“We got a call before that girl called 911. Somebody, a guy, yelled in the phone there was a dead body in the pool at the Archstone Cheshire condos. I was already on the way when the 911 call came from the dispatcher.”

“Again, Lt., why didn’t you believe me when I told you I’d been upstairs?”

“Because your shoes were wet, Mr. Diamond.”

Jake started laughing. “Shaelyn just watered the plants in the condo and she did a sloppy job of it. That’s why my shoes were wet, Lt.”

“I know.”

Jake just stared at him. “You know? Then what’s all this about?”

“You came into town, went to the Brody Casino, caused a ruckus there, nearly wrecked a car….then you’re on the scene of a suspicious death. What would you think, Mr. Diamond?”

Jake cleared his throat. “Okay. I get that. But why am I still in this room? What aren’t you telling me?”

The Lt. fingered the pencil and pad in front of him. “The dead man was the security guard who chased you out of the casino, Mr. Diamond, according to all accounts. That’s why you’re still here. I need to know what the hell is going on.”

Jake shook his head. “So do I, Lt. So do I.”

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