Jenn Vakey - Rilynne Evans 07 - Revenge with Murder Read Online Free Page B

discovery of one warranted me cancelling my plans and making a trip out here.  I’ll have the divers go out to the location first thing in the morning to collect any bones and personal effects they can.  Now if you don’t mind…”
    He turned to make a move toward his car, but Rilynne interrupted him.  “Well unless any of your lost sailors were tied to a refrigerator and dropped in within the last day or two, I don’t think that’s what we found.”
    He stopped in his tracks and turned back to face them.  While his expression had shifted to confusion, he didn’t seem to be able to form words.  Rilynne didn’t wait for him to get his composure.
    “You have an older woman who is showing obvious signs of an assault chained to a refrigerator sitting on the ocean floor,” she said harshly.  “Surely that qualifies as a good excuse to be called in on your day off.”
    Ben grabbed her arm as if to rein her in, but he didn’t say a word.  She knew even as the words left her lips that it was probably the wrong approach to take, but she couldn’t stop herself.  There was just something about the man that she didn’t like.
    After a few tense moments the sergeant finally seemed ready to talk, but it wasn’t them he spoke to.  “Do you have your gear on you?” he asked the captain.  Apparently at a loss for words himself, Ray just nodded.  “Good.  Get your boys and go down to collect the body.  Take Taylor’s boat so you can pull everything up all at once.  Try not to remove the body from the refrigerator unless you have to.  I’ll have a truck waiting out here to take it to the doctor.”
    Rilynne was outraged by his willingness to have someone else collect the remains without his supervision.  She took a step forward but Ben pulled her back.  When she looked up at him, he just shook his head.  As frustrating as it was, she knew he was right.  Nothing good could come from angering him further.  At least she had the pictures she’d taken so there was evidence of exactly how the scene had looked before being disturbed by the divers he sent down.
    “I want to go to the station,” she said as they watched him climb into his car and pull away.
    To her surprise, Ben didn’t argue.  She could tell by his hardened expression that he wasn’t happy with the idea, but he kept his thoughts to himself.
    “Let’s go back to the house and get cleaned up and changed first.  Then we’ll walk down there,” he said.  “It will do you some good to take the time to calm down a little.  I have a feeling he’s the type who would rather lock you up than listen to your opinions on how he should be handling a case.”
    Rilynne didn’t want to wait, but she knew better than to fight him on it.  He was only agreeing to go in the first place to make her happy; she wasn’t going to push him further.
    She quickly pulled her wetsuit off and fought as hard as she could to calm herself while Ben collected the rest of their stuff.  She had little success.  There was little that enraged her more than someone not respecting a scene, especially when it was their job to do so.  It was everything she could do to keep from sprinting off when they finally started back toward the house.  Several times she had to make a conscious effort to slow her stride so she could stay with Ben.
    Rilynne didn’t say a word from the time they left the marina until they were close to the station over half an hour later.  It wasn’t that she didn’t have anything to say.  On the contrary; she felt like she was going to explode.  She was actually afraid to talk.  While Ben had agreed to go, he wasn’t hiding his frustration about it.  Several times in the few minutes they were at their beach house he put things down or shut a door harder than needed.  The fact that he wasn’t asking her why she was being so quiet was just further proof of that.  If she thought for a second she would be able to push the case out of her mind