CHAPTER NINE
Jake Crivaro was aware of an uncomfortable silence in the police car. Not that he hoped the young cop driving them to Stover would start talking. It was just as well that he seemed intent on minding his own business. But Jake and Riley had barely exchanged a word since they’d gotten into the car.
Jake was sitting in the front seat and she was in the back, so he swiveled around to see her.
She flicked a glance at him, then looked away and went back to gazing out the side window. A slight frown was on her face.
Jake found it easy to guess what Riley was worrying about.
She thinks I just don’t give a damn.
He knew it must seem to his junior partner as though he didn’t think Brett Parma’s death mattered enough for them to investigate. That was hardly the case, though. Whenev
