Chapter 116

Finally got to rest up, to stop being a cop for a while. Kyle Craig was in a maximum security cell at Lorton Prison. The district attorney was confident there was more than enough evidence to convict. Kyle’s expensive New York lawyer was screaming that he had committed no crimes, that he’d been framed. Isn’t that amazing? The murder trial would be one of the biggest that Washington and the rest of the country had ever seen.  The thing was, I didn’t want to think about Kyle, or his trial, or some other psychopathic killer¹ anymore. I hadn’t been to work in weeks, and it felt good. I felt real good. My ice pick wound was healing pretty well. The scar would be a souvenir. I was spending as much time as I could at home. I’d put on most of a new roof. I’d been to two of Damon’s concerts in a row. I was on a roll.  I was working on a jump shot with Jannie; reading Goodnight Moon and Fox in Socks to little Alex; taking cooking lessons from the best chef in all of Washington, or so Nana bragged². I was also making some time for myself. I’d even had a couple of nice talks with Christine Johnson. I told her I was sending the cutest pictures of Alex. Jamilla Hughes was coming East for a seminar and would visit next week. Everything was going well with her life.  It was around eleven o’clock, and I was playing the piano on the sun porch. The house on Fifth Street was quiet, everybody sleeping except for me.
The phone didn’t ring, and what a sweet, simple pleasure that was. No one came to the door with bad news that I didn’t want to hear right now, or maybe ever again.
No one was watching me from outside, in the shadows, or if they were, at least they weren’t being a nuisance about it.  I concentrated on getting into some songs by D’Angelo, and I was doing a pretty good job of it.’The Line’,’Send It On’,’Devil’s Pie’.  Tomorrow? Well, tomorrow was a big day, too.
I was going to resign from the DC police force in the morning.  And something else, something good for a change, I thought that maybe I was falling in love.
But that’s another story, for another time.

1 killer   

n.杀人者，杀人犯，杀手，屠杀者

参考例句：

• Heart attacks have become Britain's No.1 killer disease.心脏病已成为英国的头号致命疾病。
• The bulk of the evidence points to him as her killer.大量证据证明是他杀死她的。

2 bragged   

v.自夸，吹嘘( brag的过去式和过去分词 )

参考例句：

• He bragged to his friends about the crime. 他向朋友炫耀他的罪行。
• Mary bragged that she could run faster than Jack. 玛丽夸口说她比杰克跑得快。 来自《简明英汉词典》