Page 62 of Vortex (FBI Thriller 25)

“You keep that Harley in a storage locker somewhere, but we’ll find it, along with Misty Lee’s clothes and that cute red wig.”

Sherlock leaned toward Storin. “Tell us, Ms. Storin—or Ms. Lee—is there a reason you play at being two vastly different people, or is it really simply for the fun of it?”

“I don’t have to say anything.”

Kelly continued before Clooney could object. “After Curly Johnson identified you, we presented him with a search warrant. It turns out you keep a locker there, Ms. Storin.”

Kelly leaned down and opened a small box on the floor beside her. She pulled out a labeled clear plastic bag with a Walther PPK inside it and held it up. “You really shouldn’t have kept the murder weapon in your locker at Curly’s gun range, Ms. Storin. I know you never imagined we’d find out about your identity in Washington, and even if we did, we’d have no reason to think you were an expert markswoman.” Kelly leaned toward Storin, and smiled. “It appears we’re not as incompetent as you seem to think.”

“Agent Giusti—” Clooney began.

Kelly shook her head at Clooney, continued in a rapid-fire voice. “It was your arrogance in keeping it there that brought you down. You should have tossed the gun in the river, where you doubtless tossed the jewelry and the wallets you took from the Madison house.”

After a beat of dead silence, Sherlock said, “Tell us, were you Angela Storin or Misty Lee when you killed your two ex-husbands?”

Storin stared at Sherlock, slowly shook her head. “I have nothing more to say.” She paused, a rictus of a smile on her pale mouth. “You are all so common.”

Kelly rose, looked down at her. “I’m arresting you for the murders of Mrs. Ellen Madison, Dr. Douglas Madison, and Mr. Stanley La Shea.” And Kelly read Storin her rights.

Clooney slowly rose, placed his hand on Storin’s shoulder. “I wish to speak to my client.”

As she was leaving the conference room, Sherlock looked back to see Angela Storin staring after her. Sherlock was relieved the Walther wasn’t loaded, or Storin might have tried for it.