The Dealer's Call: A DI James Fitzgerald Novel by JJ Moriarty

too. I’ll contact the office in San Fran, tell them to send Kelsey here. Now. She’ll be here by tomorrow.” James must have looked a little surprised. “I’m on the Board of Directors of Vend,” Maya said. “That makes sense. Just tell me what time she’s arriving and I’ll make sure there’s someone at the airport for her.” “Is there anything else?” Maya said. “Nothing for the moment.” “If you have any problem with any Vend employees, you’ll call me, Ok? They’ll listen to me,” Maya said. “We will. Thank you for your help.” “Now, if you wouldn’t mind. I’d like to see my husband’s body.” James stood and turned off the recording. “I’ll take you,” he said. “Thank you. Can we go now?” “We can. If they’re not ready, we’ll wait there until they are.” “I just want this over with.” James excused himself for a moment and called the Dublin District Mortuary, letting them know he was on his way. Then, James led Maya out to his car in the car park. She got in the front passenger seat. James drove them to the Dublin District Mortuary. He parked near the entrance. “Are you ready?” Maya nodded, then she stopped. “Wait, how do I take the body away?” “The autopsy still needs to happen as well as any other tests. You won’t be taking him home with you today.” “Good. I didn’t think about that part.” James tore a page out of his notepad and wrote down the number of the FSO in the American Embassy he’d dealt with yesterday. “This is the woman in the Embassy that will help you arrange the repatriation of y