Chapter 2 - The Man Calls Her Detective
The man released the socialite’s wrist only after security surrounded
them.
“Back away, Celeste.”
Celeste Harrington obeyed. That frightened the ballroom more than the
attack.
Then he turned toward the waitress.
“Detective Morgan, are you hurt?”
Silence swallowed the room.
The waitress removed a tiny microphone from beneath her apron.
“No, Commissioner.”
She was Detective Emma Morgan, working undercover with the state
financial-crimes task force. The man who had intervened was Richard
Vale, retired police commissioner and chairman of the charity hosting
the gala.
Emma had not come to serve champagne.
She had come to watch Celeste.
Then Emma looked toward the private auction room.
“Where is the blue ledger?”
Celeste’s face lost its color.
May you like
The kick had never been about a waitress.
Celeste believed Emma had already found something.
