Once Were Cops

Epilogue

Joe was back in Miami a month now and couldn’t settle, dammit all to hell, he had New York back in his blood, despite the cold, the traffic and all the usual stuff.

Plus, he couldn’t get Maria off his mind, he’d given her his cell phone number and she promised to stay in touch. He was glad that his scenario about her might not be that far-fetched after all, just maybe she felt something too.

He was trying to put together a piece on all that had happened when his cell shrilled, he flipped the cover open, said,

“Yeah?”

“Joe, it’s Maria.”

God, he couldn’t believe how happy he was to hear her but before he could say anything, she near screamed, barely containing her hysteria,

“Joe, Dios mio, one of the nurses has been strangled, the police say it is a copycat but he used a green rosary and last night when I got home, on my pillow was a gold ring, it had two hands holding a heart, I am so scared.”

Joe, stunned for a minute, realizing it had to be Nora’s ring, they’d never found it. He said,

“I’ll be on the next flight.”

She asked,

“But your job?”

He nearly smiled, said,

“Screw the job.”