The Ghost Who Wanted Revenge (Haunting Danielle Book 4) Read Free Page B

One minute she was alone on the street and in the next a half dozen armed officers, wearing what appeared to be SWAT gear, surrounded her.
    Someone screamed for her to freeze and raise her hands. Later she would wonder how he expected her to do both. Eyes wide, she raised her hands above her head. The first officer she recognized was Brian Henderson, who immediately grabbed her hands and pulled them behind her back.
    While putting her in handcuffs, Brian said, “Danielle Boatman, you are under arrest for the murder of Stoddard Gusarov.” He then went on to recite her Miranda rights.
    Stunned, she stood mute, unable to think of a single sassy zinger to hurl in Brian’s direction. She heard someone yell, “I found it!” Dazed she looked toward the voice and saw an officer pull a gun from the back of the Flex, clutching it with a glove-covered hand. He raised the gun over his head for all to see, before dropping it in an evidence bag.
    “Where did that come from?” Danielle muttered. She felt Brian give her a jerk, roughly pulling her toward his police car.
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    W alt stood helpless at the attic window watching Officer Henderson load Danielle into the back seat of the police car. He didn’t regret slugging Brian earlier. If he had it to do over, he would hit him again—but this time harder.
    He had pieced together snippets from the officers who had searched the house that morning. From what he gathered, someone had murdered Stoddard Gusarov—the man being charged for Lily’s abduction. He couldn’t imagine why they thought Danielle would do such a thing—why would she? Gusarov had already confessed to most of the charges, and although he and his lawyer were doing some major back peddling, no one thought he would be able to beat the charges. Gusarov’s attorney had already offered Lily a substantial settlement, to which she had so far refused, insisting her first priority was seeing the man put behind bars.
    What Walt found especially frustrating was that there was no one to talk with. He couldn’t leave Marlow House, and neither Joanne nor Lily could see or hear him. If Danielle wasn’t able to return to Marlow House, his only option was to jump into her dream or Lily’s. Yet that would only give him information on what was happening. It wouldn’t allow him to help Danielle. And from what he had just witnessed, she needed help.
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    D anielle paced back and forth the length of the interrogation room, refusing to sit at the table or look in the two-way mirror, where she was certain members of the Frederickport Police station watched her from the adjacent office.
    “Has she called her attorney, yet?” Chief MacDonald asked Brian Henderson when he walked into the office next to the interrogation room.
    “She made her one call, but it wasn’t to her attorney,” Brian said. He and the chief stood side by side, watching Danielle.
    “Do you know who she called?”
    “I’m pretty sure it was Lily Miller.”
    “Has she waived her right to an attorney? Has she said anything?” the chief asked.
    “To me?” Brian snorted. “She’s only said one thing since I put her in the police car—that there was only one person at the Frederickport Police Department she’d talk to, but she wouldn’t do it in the interrogation room.”
    “Because of the two-way mirror?” the chief asked.
    “She didn’t say, but that’s what I assume.”
    “Who was it, Morelli? Did you tell her he’s on vacation?”
    “No, it wasn’t Morelli.” Brian turned to face the chief. “It’s you. She said she’ll only talk to you, but not in there.”
    “Okay, bring her to my office.” The chief headed to the door.
    Brian turned from the window to face his boss. “Are you sure?”
    The chief paused a moment and looked at Brian. “If she’s willing to talk to one of us—without her attorney present—then I want to hear what she has to say.”
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    C hief MacDonald sat at his desk when Brian led Danielle into his office.
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