An excerpt from a new Fina Fitzgibbons mystery. It doesn’t have a title yet, but I call it “Missing Brandy.” It’s about the kidnap of a thirteen year old.
As we were walking to the car, I asked Trisha to wait a few seconds. I decided to crank into Jane a little bit because if she thought the heat was off this story, and I could tell she’d eased up a touch in her mind, then she had another think coming.
“A straight kidnap for ransom,” I said. “Probably with help from inside.”
Jane narrowed her eyes, said nothing. Maybe she knew me well enough by now I had a motive and my mouth had more to say.
“Pay up and the crooks will spit up, is that it?” I asked.
Still the detective said nothing but I sensed fear returning.
“Unfortunately it doesn’t always work that way, does it?” I said. “Think about it. What would happen if—”
“You don’t have to say it,” she interrupted.
But I did, because sometimes fear sets in only when the words are spoken. So I sallied forth. “What if Trisha Liam pays up and Brandy’s body is found in a ditch or six months from now, her bones—”
My good deed done for the day, I walked back to Trisha’s car. But I let it hang in the air because what would happen to our sanity, Jane’s and mine, if in fact Trisha Liam paid up and her daughter was found dead or never found, as well might happen if the kidnappers decided that the teen recognized them, or they felt our heat? The Brandy Liam case would gnaw at us forever.
Photo: Williamsburg Bridge & East River. Credit: ChrisGoldNY (Flickr), Creative Commons.