Chapter 6

e– ” Love stopped himself. ” Look, can I come inside, please? We need to talk and its better if Im not standing on the porch. ”

”Better how? ” asked Hart suspiciously.

”Better, as in safer, please Hart. ” Love said solemnly.

Hart rolled, his eyes, taking a step back he held the door open for Love.

”Well, come on then, ” Hart said stiffing a yawn.

Love followed Hart into the upstairs sitting area of the studio, which served as his office and sometimes bedroom. His desk was covered in paperwork and prints. A bed draped in gauzy fabrics sat to one side of the room a small settee heaped with clothes at its foot. A couch sat across the room under a set of windows overlooking the street. Hart took a seat on the edge of the bed, the kimono pooling around him. Retrieving the chair from in front of Harts desk Loved dragged it over and sat down facing Hart, So close their knees were touching.

”This is a bit dramatic don you think? ” Hart said sleepily, Love could hear the hint of annoyance.

”Im going to tell you some things and right now I need you to just listen and not argue with me. ” Love said.

Hart gave him a ”Well that depends on what you say ” sort of look but didn speak. Love took that as the closest to an agreement he was going to get.

”Normally when someone dies, we inform the family first, but tonight, we have to make an exception. A Few hours ago a body was found in Bang Na, I just left a crime scene, to come here. I know you weren close anymore but Im sorry to tell you Múd is dead. ” Love paused to give Hart time to process what he just said.

As soon as the words were out of his mouth Hart sat bolt upright, all sleepiness forgotten.

”How did it happen? ” He asked, shocked. Love winced, he knew that this was going to be the real hard part. Love picked up both of Harts hands is his before he spoke again. He looked into harts eyes to make sure he was processing the words Love was about to say.

”He was murdered– ” Love started, but Hart cut him off.

”Murdered? Are you sure! ” hart asked, panic starting to rise in his voice. Love started rubbing circles on the back of Harts hands trying to calm him and give him something to focus on.

”Im sure, ” Love continued to speak quietly and calmly. ”A few weeks ago when detective Kram and I came to your house, to ask about the goldstone, we told you goldstone had been found at a murder scene. Do you remember? ”

Hart nodded, numbly. Love squeezed his hands, trying to keep him focused.

”We, now know, that Kisa Boonnak wasn the killers first victim and tonight the same person attacked and killed Múd. Now we have three victims– ”

Hart cut Love off again.

”Kisa is dead! Why didn you tell me?! ” Harts voice came out shrilly.

”We didn know that you and Kisa had any connection until after Múd was arrested at the club the other night. ” Love took a breath and plunged on.

”You also know the first victim. We don know his name yet but perfectly matches the sketch you drew of the fake art dealer. ” Love said.

Harts eyes that had been staring through him now searched his frantically for answers.

”You mean to tell me they are all dead and you think the same person did it! Why? ” Hart asked. His eyes stared intensely into Loves eyes.

”That powdered blue goldstone we came to ask you about has been found on every victim. ” Love barely got the words out before Hart shot to his feet and to the settee to start changing.

”Ive got to go! Ill be back. I swear, and you can keep explaining things, but right now Ive got to leave now! ” Hart dropped the robe and fumbled through the pile of clothes pulling on a t-shirt and black jeans. ”

Love snatched Harts arm.

”Hart, Hart, wait I need you to listen to a minute, you have to come with me back to my office my boss needs to talk to you. ”

”Absolutely not, I have to go now, Ill come back, Ill do what ever you want in the morning right now I have to go. ” Hart hopped around putting on his Chucks before grabbing his bag.

”Hart! We think you might be the next victim! ” Love shouted, just as Harts hand closed around the door nob.

Love kept talking.

”I have to take you in to be interviewed and Im going to keep you safe. I promise, but if you leave, the head of my Department Noh, will have to bring you in for formal questioning. That means hand cuffs and a much longer process, so please Im begging you, don walk out that door. ” Love said, his voice trembling. He didn want to see Harts body under a tarp on a dirty street somewhere.

”Im sorry. ” Hart said and wrenched open the door. He was surprised to find a man in a leather jacket, holding up a pair of hand cuffs on the other side.

”Going somewhere? ” he asked.

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