The Night Is Deep (A Liam Dempsey Thriller Book 2) Read Online Free PDF

said.
    “My daughter was taken, right from this very house, her husband attacked, and you want me to calm down when I know damn well who did it?” Webb’s eyes had taken on a sheen of moisture. His fists opened and closed like beating hearts.
    “Who is Dickson Jenner?” Liam asked.
    Webb fixed him with a stare and blinked, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “He’s the man responsible for Alexandra’s death.”
    “Who’s Alexandra?” Liam said, glancing at Owen who looked stricken and pale.
    Webb’s voice dropped to a low growl. “Valerie’s sister.”

CHAPTER 3
    They sat in the living room and Liam offered Owen’s hijacked drink to Caulston Webb who accepted it with a grunt before perching on the edge of a chair.
    Liam studied Webb, watching the expert toss of his head as he threw back the whisky without so much as a grimace.
    “Would you like another?” Liam asked.
    “No,” Webb answered, shooting more poisonous looks at them all. “I want my daughter back.”
    “We’re putting everything we have into finding her, sir, I assure you,” Perring said.
    “Then why the hell aren’t you out busting Jenner’s door down right now?”
    “Mr. Webb, we are aware of who Mr. Jenner is and sent an officer to his premises this morning to speak with him. He had a solid alibi for the time period that Valerie was taken.”
    “Where was he? Down at that stinkhole bar near his place?”
    “As a matter of fact, he was. He arrived at seven p.m. and didn’t leave until closing time. The bartender corroborated his story.”
    “And you’re going to believe him? He was probably drunk or in on the whole thing.” Webb’s voice rose and he banged the empty glass down hard on a nearby table.
    “Sir—” Sanders began, but Webb cut him off.
    “No. I trust you people about as far as I can throw you.”
    “Mr. Webb, I didn’t work your daughter’s case and neither did anyone else in this room,” Perring said, her voice taking on an edge that cut the air.
    “If I could interrupt,” Liam said, glancing between the two of them. “Sir, if it’s not too difficult for you, could you tell us a little about your other daughter and why you believe this Jenner is responsible for Valerie’s disappearance?”
    Webb gritted his teeth and his lips drew back as if tasting something rancid.
    “My Alexandra was eighteen when she was taken from me. It was the summer after her graduation and she’d been dating Jenner for over a year. She’d even mentioned marriage.” Webb shook his head. “I told her over my dead body. Of course that only encouraged her.”
    “Was your relationship with your daughter strained?” Liam asked.
    “No. I loved both my girls and we got along just fine until he came into the picture.”
    “And by he you mean Jenner?”
    “Yes.”
    “And you didn’t approve of your daughter’s relationship with him because he’s African-American?”
    Webb’s eyes hardened as he stared at Liam. Liam gazed back, unflinching, waiting.
    “She went to a party that August,” Webb continued after a long silence. “She and Jenner were on the rocks and she wanted to have some fun without him. I knew they were drinking at the party; you’d have to be a fool to think they weren’t. She disappeared around midnight from her friend’s house and they found her the next morning on the steps of Saint Peter’s Sovereign Cathedral. She—” Webb’s voice caught for a moment and he closed his eyes. Owen stood and moved to his father-in-law’s side, placing a hand on his shoulder.
    “She jumped from the church’s bell tower,” Owen said. “She had gotten in through an unlocked door at the rear of the building and climbed up the tower steps.” He grimaced and shrugged.
    Webb shook on the edge of his seat, his entire body trembling, though there were no tears in his eyes now.
    “You mark my words,” he said, pointing a finger at all of them. “If she hadn’t been dating that bastard, she never would have done