Black Pawn (Michael Cailen Book 1)

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need an Internet connection.  Then I need to download
the pictures from that email,” she answered.
    “We should get going then.  I'll make some coffee.”  He
allowed himself to kiss her before reluctantly climbing out of bed.  He got the
coffee started and hopped in the shower first.
    Jessica's shower took considerably longer.  Michael poured
her a cup of coffee as she came out of the bathroom.  She grabbed it and
started on her way to the bedroom as he flipped on the TV.
    We'll have more on the Carter Road fire coming up at 9
o'clock on Channel 10 Eyewitness News.
    Jessica's head shot back towards the TV and Michael sat
there in shock.  They only saw it for a second before it broke to commercials,
but there was no mistaking it.  It was Jessica's apartment building.  Jessica
stood frozen staring at the TV.
    “Get dressed,” Michael said.
    “That was my apartment building.”
    “I know, get dressed,” he said calmly.
    She was visibly disturbed and he wanted to keep her focused.
They needed to find out what was in those pictures Alex sent her.  He was
thinking what a stroke of luck it was that they got to the laptop before the
fire.  Jessica still hadn't moved.
    “Jessica,” he said firmly as he turned to her.  “Get dressed
now.”
    She nearly spilled her coffee, placing it on the dresser. 
She was trembling so bad she had a hard time getting dressed.  When she
finished, she sat next to Michael on the futon.  He had folded it back to a
couch position and was sitting and staring at the TV.  Michael looked at his
watch.  It was 8:37.  The wait was agonizing.
    Welcome back to Chanel 10 Eyewitness News at 9, I'm Sherrie
Moore.  We have more on the breaking story we brought to you earlier this
morning.  An early morning fire has left one apartment destroyed and others
unlivable.  Reporter Carla Freed has more on the story.
    Thank you, Sherrie.  Firefighters were called to 92
Carter Road around 3:30 a.m. to respond to a fire in this apartment building. 
This comes just days after suspects in the Coffee Bytes cafe shooting were
arrested on this same street.  Police have confirmed that there was one
fatality.  A body was found in a bedroom where the fire is believed to have
started.  Neighbors tell us a woman lived in that apartment, a Jessica Nickoli,
but police are not releasing any information on the victim until a positive ID
can be made.  Police haven't ruled out foul play, but say all reports so far
indicate this appears to be an accident.
    “Who the hell died in my apartment?” Jessica stood up
staring at the TV.  Then she turned to Michael.
    “Don't look at me.  You were there with me.  I didn't do
it.  There wasn't anyone else there.”
    “So what happened?  Someone showed up at my apartment after
we left, lit a fire and died?”
    “Looks like.”
    “Who the hell died in my apartment?” she asked again, her
voice louder this time.
    “My guess would be you,”  Michael said.
    “What are you talking about?”
    “They don't want people looking for you, Jessica.  If you're
dead, no one will be looking for you.”
    “But, that's not me.  The police will see it's not me when
they compare DNA or dental records.”
    “If they've gone through all this trouble, they have
probably already switched your dental records and planted the victim's DNA all
over your house.”
    “I have to tell my friends, I have to let them know I'm
okay.”
    “You can't.  You'll be killing them if you do.  You're going
to have to let them think you're dead.”
    Jessica started pacing and crying.  She was shaking her head
and saying “No.” She couldn't believe this was happening.  Michael stood up and
grabbed her.  She tried to push him away; she didn't want to be touched but he
wouldn't let go.   He held her as she struggled to break free and kept crying
    “No ...”
    He held her firmly until she finally gave up and broke down
in his arms sobbing.
    “I'm sorry,” he whispered as he held

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