Kelly grinned when he saw movement behind the pair.
“Good luck with that.”
“Hands up,” Nick said as he stepped behind them, his
gun out. He was dripping from head to toe, his curly hair
plastered to his head. “On your knees, both of you. You’re
under arrest.”
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Nick only had one pair of handcuffs on him. He pestered
Julian until the man rolled his eyes and provided a handful of
white zip ties from one of the pockets of his jacket.
“Where do you keep all that stuff?” Kelly asked.
“Doc, help me,” Nick grunted. He yanked the woman’s
hands behind her back and tightened the zip tie. “You have
the right to remain silent,” he said against her ear. “Professor Singleton.”
“Wait, you know her?” Kelly blurted. He had the man
restrained and on his knees. Both suspects were staying quiet.
“She’s the one I spoke to on the phone. Told me who
JD was.”
“JD,” she said, her voice like smooth honey. It was even
nicer in person than it had been on the phone. “Like John
Doe. That’s cute.”
“You teach pop culture archaeology huh? Nice cover.”
“I try,” she said with a shrug.
JD stalked toward her, and Nick put a hand out to keep
him from getting close enough for her to hurt him. “How do
you know who I am?” JD demanded.
“You really don’t remember anything?” she asked.
“Answer the question,” Nick growled. He poked her hard
in the back.
Alex cleared her throat. “If you’re going to court me,