Tainted Mind

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Author: Tamsen Schultz
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if you have one? And a glass of whiskey would be nice once I've talked to…?”
    “Ian MacAllister, Deputy Police Chief,” he supplied. “I'll bring you some coffee and make sure we have a room ready.” He was already moving away before he'd even finished the sentence.
    Vivi waited at the end of the bar, watching the people around her, sipping the strong coffee the bartender, who'd introduced himself as Rob, had brought. A few folks gave her a look or two, but most seemed more interested in their drinks or their friends than her. After a short wait, Rob stopped back by with some paperwork and handed her a room key. Once she'd spoken with Deputy Police Chief MacAllister, Vivi planned to down the shot of whiskey to warm her bones, pop into a hot shower, and slide into some dry sheets.
    She was fantasizing about dry sheets when the door opened, followed by a gust of wind. Rather than looking toward the entrance, Vivi watched Rob, the bartender. When she saw him jerk his head in her direction, she turned in her seat.
    Striding toward her with water dripping from his long coat, Ian MacAllister looked like a small-town cop who'd already had a long night. He wasn't particularly tall, somewhere just shy of six feet, but was built fit and solid. His hair was cut short and, though it looked brown, Vivi could see streaks of a reddish gold. His jaw and general facial features were strong, both in structure and in bearing, and he was younger than she had expected, probably just a few years older than her own thirty-three. His heritage, at some point in time, was likely Scottish. Or, more precisely, she amended to herself as he stopped before her, Celtic.
    “Ma'am?” he said, holding out his hand. “Ian MacAllister, Deputy Chief of Police.”
    “Vivienne DeMarco,” she responded, standing up to shake his hand. Vivi motioned him toward an empty table in the back. When they reached it, he waited for her to sit then joined her as she pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to him.
    “GPS coordinates,” he said, frowning at the numbers.
    “I had a flat tire outside of town a bit ago. After I changed it, I heard something—thought it might be a bear, so I took a look around. There is no easy way to say this, but you have a body, or at least part of one, buried under the road at these coordinates.”
    Ian MacAllister stared at her for a good long while. His eyes were green, an arresting and unusual shade—almost pastel. And though the color was soft and muted, his expression was not. Vivi had been around long enough to know he was taking stock. Finally, he spoke.
    “You seem awfully calm to have just discovered a dead body, Ms. DeMarco.”
    Reaching into her bag she pulled out her IDs again. He glanced at the card on top, the one identifying her as member of the Boston Police Department and Medical Examiner for the county. He pushed it aside and took a closer look at the second ID, the one granted to her as a permanent consultant with the FBI.
    “So you see a lot of dead bodies, don't you, Dr. DeMarco?” He pushed the IDs back across the table.
    “My fair share, yes.”
    “I assume, since you didn't call 911, this isn't an emergency?”
    She shook her head and told him everything she knew. He listened to the sparse information, taking notes and asking questions. There wasn't much she had to offer, so the interview lasted less than ten minutes.
    “Thank you for your assistance,” he said, rising from his seat. “If I need to get ahold of you, how can I reach you?”
    “My number is on the paper with the coordinates,” she said, following his lead and standing. “I'll be staying here tonight, but I'm on vacation and don't plan to stay in this area for more than a night. If you need to talk to me in person, try to reach me in the morning.”
    “Please do us both a favor and stick around until I give you the official okay to leave.” It wasn't a request.
    Vivi stared at the Deputy Chief of Police for a long moment. His

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