The Last Execution

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Author: Jerrie Alexander
Tags: Suspense, Contemporary
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    “It’s important we speak to her,” J.T. said in a take-no-prisoners tone.
    Leigh stepped in front of him. His size, scowl, and identification probably scared the poor housekeeper to death. “Were you working here when Mr. Ortega died?”
    “ Si . Long time.”
    “Before his death, did Mr. Ortega hit his wife?”
    “I don’t want trouble.” She fidgeted, looking at everything except the two of them.
    “We’re not from Immigration, don’t know, and don’t care about your papers,” Leigh assured. “We need the truth about Mr. Ortega.”
    The woman studied Leigh for a few seconds. “Mr. Ortega lose his temper a lot. Was me called 9-1-1 last time. He fire me. Missus bring me back after he is dead.”
    “What hospital did they take her to?”
    The frightened woman shook her head and tears welled in her eyes.
    Leigh released her hands. “You don’t have to tell Mrs. Ortega we came by unless you want to.” Leigh looked up at her new partner. “Any questions you’d like to ask?”
    “Nope. We got what we came for.”
    She thanked the terrified woman and followed J.T. down the steps to the car. He paused at the curb.
    “So, Hotshot, if I compliment you on being right and how well you handled her, you gonna bite my head off?”
    “Not if you don’t bite mine off for being stone-cold surprised when you talk to me in complete sentences.” Leigh heard him scoff at her comeback. “And stop calling me ‘hotshot.’”
    “Like your fiery temper doesn’t shoot sparks?” He arched an eyebrow before he ducked into the car.
    “I’m the calmest person you’ll meet.” Truth was, her nerves jumped faster than a hamster running on a wheel. Thank God, J.T. didn’t know her well enough to pick up on her lie. “Next stop, the Mussa-Shir home. See if his wife was abused.” Leigh entered the address in the GPS, buckling up when he eased the sedan onto the freeway. “I thought you Feds drove big black SUVs everywhere you went.”
    His laughter caught her off guard. It came from deep in his chest, and she considered telling him he should do it more often. Fear he’d shut down again kept her from commenting. He’d gotten more comfortable around her. Comfortable enough his hand didn’t jump to the scar.
    “Watch Criminal Minds on a regular basis?”
    “You must be a fan. How else would you know where the idea came from?”
    “My grandmother never misses an episode. I can’t convince her I don’t fly around the country on a sleek jet, saving damsels in distress. I’ve told her numerous times the FBI doesn’t work that way.”
    “Don’t discourage her. Let her keep her dream.” Leigh imagined him saving damsels in distress. He clearly had a soft spot in his heart for his grandmother. Who was the real J.T. Noble? The gruff FBI agent or the man whose voice softened when he spoke about his grandmother? Leigh wanted to know more, but asking personal questions opened the door for him to do the same.
    “We need a cup of coffee.” He drove in front of a Starbucks and growled at the long line at the window. “Sit tight.” He parked, and in a couple of ground-covering strides was out of sight.
    The slight stirring of air when J.T. opened the car door reminded Leigh the weatherman had called for a breezy, humid day, which meant her hair had staged a full-on riot. She massaged the knots in the back of her neck.
    Nightmares had plagued her last night, no doubt triggered by Jason’s phone call and comments. What was he up to? Why had he contacted her? Was Ethan in danger? His words left no doubt he intended to torment her. How far would he go? Questions. No answers.
    J.T. shouldered the door open and crossed the parking lot to her side of the car, a coffee in each hand. A gust of wind picked up a lock of black hair and blew it away from his face. His shirt and slacks plastered against his body, and Leigh’s heart did a cartwheel and landed with a rapid thump. Her hand shook slightly when he passed her the
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