In Death 32 - Treachery in Death

got wind he had some juice on—” He broke off, glanced at Eve again. “Some information on an individual with a connection to our investigation. So we went over to talk to him. We weren’t aware, at that time, he was dead. We didn’t find him in his usual locations, so we went to his flop. He didn’t answer. Everybody knows Juicy enjoys his own product and has a habit of zoning out.”
    She’d thrown them a hook with this Geraldi angle, Eve concluded. Now Garnet was spinning his line from it.
    “Let’s say,” he continued, “if we’re going to make it official, we believed we smelled an illegal substance emanating from the residence. Bix was uncertain whether it was an illegal substance or smoke. Bix?”
    “Affirmative. Might’ve been smoke.”
    “Therefore, we obtained entry in order to determine if the occupant was in need of assistance.”
    “That’s your story?” Eve asked.
    “That’s how it was,” Garnet insisted.
    “And it took you thirty minutes to determine a flop the size of a utility closet was empty, there was no smoke either from an illegal substance or fire?”
    “You want to come hard because we took a look around? We didn’t know the little prick was dead, and we’ve got a major investigation coming to flashpoint. Maybe he had something on it. I don’t know how you work it in Homicide, but—”
    “Obviously not. Did you or your fellow officer remove anything from the area?”
    “Nothing there but garbage. He lived like a pig, and from what I hear he died the same.”
    “The little prick who lived like a pig is my victim,” Eve said coldly. “And by violating procedure you may very well have compromised the chain of evidence needed to bring his killer to justice.”
    “I heard he OD’d.” Garnet shrugged. “There’s no reason for anybody to kill the little asshole.”
    “Really? Even if the little asshole had information about an individual connected to a major investigation that is at flashpoint?”
    Caught in that little hole in the web of lies, Garnet shut his mouth. Eve turned back to Renee. “In addition to the other data already required, I’ll need a copy of all files and data on this Geraldi investigation.”
    Now Garnet surged to his feet, and his face blotched with angry color. “There’s no fucking way you’re sticking your nose in my case. You’re looking to bust our balls over some dead weasel because you’ve got nothing else.”
    “You’d better stand down, Detective,” Eve warned.
    “Fuck you!” He snarled it out even as Renee said his name. “Fuck her.” He whirled on Renee. “She’s not coming in here telling me how to run a case, screwing up my work over some useless dead junkie. You better back me on this, goddamn it, or—”
    “Detective Garnet!” Renee’s voice sliced through the air, cut off his words so his breath heaved in and out.
    “You’d better back me,” he repeated.
    “I’m going to have that data, per procedure, Detective. Deal with it.” Eve stepped a little closer, angled, lifted a hand. “You’ve already crossed over into insubordination, so—”
    He spun around, and as she’d hoped, his forearm smacked sharply into hers. To make it a little more dramatic, she fell back a step.
    “Get off my back. You’re not in charge here.”
    “From where I’m standing, nobody is.” Eve spared Renee a brief, disgusted look. “And you, Detective Garnet, just earned yourself a thirty-day rip. Another word comes out of your mouth, it’ll be sixty,” she warned, then gave Bix a cold stare as he got slowly to his feet. “Sit down, Detective Bix, unless you want the same.”
    “Bix.” Renee spoke quietly when he didn’t move. “Take your seat.”
    Good dog, Eve thought when he obeyed.
    “Detective Garnet, sit down and calm down. Not another word,” Renee added. “Lieutenant Dallas, obviously we have a situation where emotions ran hot. My detectives are running a difficult investigation that appears to have bumped into yours. There’s no reason why we can’t work this out, reasonably, and without any undue interference to either investigation, right here in this office.”
    “You want a favor from me?” Eve looked amazed. “You’re going to stand there and ask me to do you a solid when you failed to control your own detective, when you failed to take any action when he spoke to me with extreme disrespect, even after I warned him. When he laid hands on me?”
    “In the heat of the moment—”
    “My