“Of course I love my wife. You can’t make me talk about her.”
“I meant, did you love Becca?”
“That was a long time ago.”
“Was it a lie that her parents supported the relationship? That she was going to visit you in Scottsdale? That she still loved you?”
“I’m not talking about Becca.”
For the first time, she saw something other than disinterest, annoyance, or arrogance. She saw... pain.
“If I can prove that your wife killed Becca, would you tell us where she is?”
“She didn’t even know Becca.”
“If you think that, I can’t help you.” Kara stood. “We’re going to find evidence in the cannery. You know we are. We have a team going through Clara’s beach house. Do you think she left nothing behind that incriminates her... or you? Unless you help us, there’s nothing I can do for you.”
She walked to the door.
Garrett said, “I need to find a new lawyer. He’ll work out a deal.”
“Okay,” she said, looked him in the eye. “When?”
“Tomorrow morning. He’ll call you.”
“He should call the DA of Flagler.”
“I want your number.”
“Then I want yours.” They already had his cell phone number, but this was a test.
Garrett rattled it off and Kara sent him a text message. Michael cleared his throat, but didn’t say anything.
“I’m an early riser,” Kara said. “If you want to talk, I’ll answer.”
Outside, Michael said, “What was that all about?”
“He’s going to lead us right to her,” Kara said.
“He knows we’re watching him.”
“He’s going to try to slip away. We need to be prepared.”
She slid into the sedan where Catherine was waiting. “We need to sit on him. He’s going to go after her. I think he’ll kill her.”
“He believed you about Becca McCarthy?” Catherine asked.
“Not at first, but I think he believedyouwhen you told him his wife was Clara Dolan. I don’t think he knew that, and because she lied to him, it makes him suspicious. He’s going to think things through, put together past events, and when he has convinced himself that she killed Becca, he’ll leave.”
“Interesting,” Catherine said. She called Detective Fuentes, relayed Kara’s theory. “Put your best people on him, but pull back a little so he doesn’t see them. When he leaves the property, follow but be discreet and let me know.” She ended the call and said to Kara, “I talked to Matt when you were inside. He made me promise to take you to the hospital.”
“That’s fine with me,” she said. “Do you think I could get my own clothes?”
“Already waiting for you.”
Wednesday
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