Chapter 204
INT. - 9TH PRECINCT INTERROGATION - EVENING
Gerri grasped the phone in her hand and stared closer at Nate's face. The bartender at the 27 certainly looked intent on Juliette, but it was one photo and could have been just that particular moment making him appear so hungry.
Until Bunch leaned in and swiped at the screen, scrolling through countless photos, all of Juliette. Some of her from the vantage of the crowd, some close up. But, from the angle, the wide shots always had the corner of the bar in focus. And Nate.
Always Nate.
"He's been following her." Bunch's forehead scrunched tight. "I've seen him at shows in other cities." He cleared his throat. "I know what that sounds like. I've been following her to. But for her music. He gives me the creeps."
He gave Gerri the creeps, too. In the final photo, time stamped Saturday night, Nate's face was the clearest she'd seen. Utter starvation, like a ravenous dog waiting for a table scrap to fall to the ground.