Page 122 of Healed Heart
“So what are you drinking tonight?”Henry asks.
He scratches the side of his head.“I’m going to start with water, I think.It’s been kind of a day.I can’t thank you enough for calling in some favors to get those warrants.”
“No problem at all,” Henry says.“I hear Angie got you Blake Haywood.He’s the best.”
“Yes, he’s doing a great job.”Jason sighs.“I hope you know I’m innocent of all the charges against me.”
“Hey, Angie trusts you, so I do too.Right about now, the DA’s investigators along with some police detectives should be checking all of the surveillance footage around Ralph Normandy’s apartment.”Something tugs at the edges of his lips.“And I have some other good news.”
“What’s that?”Jason asks.
“They’ll be going inside as well.We were able to get a search warrant.”
“Yes, Angie mentioned that as well.I can’t thank you enough for that.”
Henry narrows his eyes at me.“Come on, sis, you already spoiled the surprise?”
I shrug.“I think Jason is entitled to some good news after the last few days.”
Jason rubs at his forehead.“Christ, if that isn’t the fucking truth.”He turns to me.“But I have to talk to you about something.Something I?—”
Henry’s phone starts ringing.He grabs it out of his pocket, looks at the caller ID.“Hold that thought, Jason.You’ll want to hear this.”He accepts the call and puts it on speaker.“Hello?”
“Henry Simpson?”
“Speaking.”
“Great.This is Detective MacDougal with Boulder Police.”
“Right,” Henry says.“Tabitha, would you mind giving us the room?This is kind of a private matter.”
Tabitha frowns but then stands.“Of course.”
Once Tabitha is in the other room, Henry turns back to his phone.“Sorry, just wanted to keep this private, Detective.”
“Understood.We’re calling about the fingerprint sample you submitted.We were able to rush it and get the analysis done quickly.”
Henry grins.“Excellent.Detective, I have you on speakerphone with my sister, Angie, and her”—he lifts his eyebrows at me—“friend Jason Lansing.He’s the doctor, the husband of the woman whose death we’re looking into.”
“Oh, great.Dr.Lansing, a pleasure to talk to you as well.”
“Thank you,” Jason says.“Were you able to confirm if the fingerprints were a match?”
Detective MacDougal pauses, and we hear the shuffling of papers.“Results are positive.Ralph Normandy and Ronny Burgundy are the same person.”
“Hell yes!”Henry pumps a fist into the air.“Thank you.”
“We’ll be in touch once we put this whole case together, Mr.Simpson.Have a great rest of your day.”
The call ends, and Jason falls onto the couch, heaving out a sigh.“Henry, I think I’ll have that drink now.”
“Of course.What’ll you have?”
“Do you still have bourbon, Angie?”
Henry holds up a hand.“I brought some of the good stuff from the Western Slope.”He walks to the kitchen, and a moment later comes back with a glass of bourbon for Jason.
He takes a quick sip.“Good stuff.”
