Janet McNulty - Mellow Summers 01 - Sugar And Spice and Not So Nice by Janet McNulty Page B

everything. Another part wanted to remain silent. I didn’t know if I could trust the guy in front of me. In the end, I chose to risk it.
    “He’s a dirty cop,” I said.
    “That is quite an accusation,” said Detective Shorts.
    “It’s true,” I pleaded.
    Detective Shorts held up his hand to silence me. He walked over to the camera in the room and unplugged it. “Tell me everything.”
    Where to begin? “I caught Detective Reiss and Professor Vincent on the university exchanging packages. I wasn’t spying. I was actually working on an assignment for my film class and just happened to notice them.”
    “Did you film the exchange?”
    “Yes. I think it was drugs.”
    “How do know that?”
    “I kind of snuck into Professor Vincent’s office and found a bunch of drugs in the bottom drawer of his desk.”
    “You do realize that that is breaking and entering,” said Detective Shorts, “and I could arrest you for that.”
    “My boyfriend did mention that.” I slumped in the chair.
    “Continue.”
    “Then my friend Jackie and I came to the public tours that were being held here. We snuck off and followed Detective Reiss to the basement. He took something from down there. I didn’t see what.”
    “I’ll have to tell Jack to quit doing private tours of the office. I’m well aware that your boyfriend’s cousin works in personnel,” Detective Shorts finished when he saw my expression. “And then you followed Reiss to Sal’s. Want to tell me why you were following him?”
    I groaned. This wouldn’t be good, but I started talking and now was the time to spill it. “He murdered Rachel,” I said. “That girl that was murdered a year ago.”
    “I know who she is. I also know that Detective Reiss handled that case.”
    “And he was adamant that Tom did it. But he didn’t kill her. I know. I found Rachel’s cell phone in the computer lab. I took it home. I know it was hers because the SIM card in the phone said so. She had captured a video on the camera. It showed Reiss and Vincent raping a girl and then killing her. He looked over and saw Rachel. Must have known that she filmed him and killed her.
    “When that guy broke into my apartment, he took the memory card from her phone. He killed her. I was following him, hoping to get proof somehow.”
    After my spiel, Detective Shorts stared at me. I didn’t know what he was thinking. He mulled over my statement. “You realize what you just said?”
    “Yes.”
    “If what you say is true, then that means that Detective Reiss not only covered up a crime, but is guilty of theft, and two murders. Except, you don’t have the only proof.”
    “I know,” I said. “I wish I did.”
    “Do you still have the phone?”
    “Yes,” I said.
    Detective Shorts handed me his cell phone. “Call your roommate. Have her bring the phone in. No tricks.”
    I dialed Jackie’s number. “Jackie? Grab Rachel’s phone. It’s in my nightstand. I need you to bring it to the police station. And bring my camcorder, too. I’ll explain later.” I knew I had woken her up. At least she was a good sport and didn’t ask me any questions. “She’s on her way.”
    A knock sounded at the door. Detective Shorts opened it and talked to the uniformed officer there. I couldn’t make out what was said. “Tell me about tonight.”
    “I followed Reiss to Sal’s,” I said. “I had a misguided notion of getting him to incriminate himself. He saw me and grabbed my arm.” I showed Shorts my arm. He studied the bruises there and made a note. “I broke his nose when he wouldn’t let go and called me a slut.”
    Detective Shorts laughed. “I’m sure he liked that.”
    Twenty minutes passed and I answered a few more questions. Another knock sounded at the door. Detective Shorts opened it and took a brown paper bag from the uniformed officer. He came back to the table and opened it pulling out Rachel’s phone. “Your friend doesn’t waste time.”
    He opened the back of the phone