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“How did you get in?”
“I took a key out of the drawer last time I was here cooking.”
I walked into the kitchen and took the lid off the cookie jar. No gun.
“I have the gun,” he said. “Not that I need it.”
I threw the lid at him, and he ducked away. I grabbed the cookie jar and whacked him on the side of his head. He staggered back, and pulled himself together.
“You should stop hitting me,” he said, snatching the cookie jar out of my hand, throwing it across the room. “What did I ever do to you?”
“For starters you broke into my apartment.”
“I didn’t break in. I walked in. I have a key … like Morelli.”
“I gave Morelli a key, and you stole yours.”
“That’s not all I’m stealing. I’m stealing you.”
“Excuse me?”
“Just like Morelli stole my girl back in high school. I took her to the prom and Morelli took her to bed. She was wearing my class ring and my corsage. She was my date, and he seduced her in the school parking lot.”
“He seduced every girl in the school in the parking lot. And one in a bakery. You can’t take it personally.”
“The hell I can’t. I’ve got his girl now. And I’m going to even the score.”
“I don’t think so.”
“Dead or alive,” Dave said. “Your choice.”
Okay, that was scary. I was doing pretty good up to that point, but that took my breath away.
“You killed Lou Dugan, didn’t you?”
He grinned. “I’ve been waiting for you to figure it out. I ran around the car just for you tonight. I knew you’d watched the tape from the crime scene. Pretty cool, right? And the bodies I addressed to you. Did that freak Morelli out?”
“Yeah.”
He gave a bark of laughter. “I’ve had really crapola luck lately. My life hasn’t been a lot of fun. Lost my house, my dog, my car, and my job. Lost my wife, but good riddance to that one. Went to jail for a while. Not a good experience. And to add insult to injury I had to move in with my parents. So I’m feeling pretty down. I’m working at a shit job. Had to kill my cousin to get it. Plus I’m busting ass killing all those fucking poker players. And one day, like a gift from God, my mother presents me with you. She meets your mother in the checkout line at the market, and it’s ordained from that moment on that you’re mine. And life is fun again.”
“Has it occurred to you that you might be crazy?”
“I don’t feel crazy.”
“You killed five people!”
“Actually it was seven. No wait, there were two in Georgia. Nine.”
“Doesn’t that bother you?”
“No. It was easy. I guess I just have a talent for killing people. I’m good at it. I snap their necks. No blood. Okay, sometimes they spit up a little, but it’s not like getting shot.”
I’d faced down my share of crazy killers, but never someone this cold. I did my best to keep it together. I didn’t think Dave was the sort of guy who would respond well to drama. “Ick!”
“The hard part is getting rid of them. I buried the two in Georgia in a cornfield. No one’s found them. I drove my cousin and her boyfriend down to the Pine Barrens and set the car on fire. I was worried about DNA, but honestly I don’t think DNA is all it’s cracked up to be.”
“You did it to get a job?”
