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“You’ve done what you can do. It’s noted and appreciated. We’ll just need copies of the security discs, and his paperwork.”
“You’ll have it.”
Thinking, thinking, Eve moved to the door, and out. “He won’t come back, but on the off chance.”
“Yes, I’ll have his photo and name posted. Should he return to The Manor, I’ll contact you personally.”
“That works. How long have you worked for Roarke?”
Joleen smiled. “Three years in this position. I was the assistant manager here for the previous owners. When Roarke acquired The Manor, he asked if I would consider taking temporary positions at some of his other hotels for the six months estimated for remodeling. And in addition if I would train staff, specifically for The Manor, then take the manager’s position when we opened again.”
“Roarke knows how to pick his team. What about the previous manager here?”
Joleen’s smile sharpened a little. “Let’s say he didn’t make the cut.”
She walked them across the lobby to where Rianna had a disc bag and a thick envelope waiting.
“I hope you catch him quickly.” Joleen offered her hand again to Eve, then Peabody.
“That’s the plan.”
“That was pleasant,” Peabody commented when they were back in the car. “Frustrating, but pleasant. If Roarke owned everything, this part of the job would run smoother.”
“He’s working on it. I’m going to drop you at the first bank, then check out his last known address, go by the morgue. Get yourself to all three financial places, see what you can find out. Let’s put out a BOLO, all transpo centers, rental vehicles.”
“No driver’s license,” Peabody pointed out.
“He could skim on that if he found somebody stupid enough.” “He could buy a car.”
“Big chunk of his pie, but let’s cover that, and the high-end hotels. He wants the good life now.”
After she dropped Peabody off, she circled around, and tried to imagine what Jerry might be doing. He’d either want a way out of the city or a place to settle in it, for a while at least. Hauling two suitcases? Too much work and annoyance.
He had what he wanted from his parents’ apartment. Eliminate them, take their money and valuables.
Why risk staying in New York?
But she thought he might. He wasn’t stupid, she decided, or not entirely. But he was an idiot. Blowing over three thousand on a hotel room and food—for one night? Smart to hide out until Monday, banking hours, grab the rest of the money; stupid to spend so much of it just so he could gloat.
She pulled up at his last known address, flipped up her On Duty light. Since he liked to gloat, wouldn’t he like to brag to friends? Maybe roll out and hit Vegas again, see if his luck improved there, or go sun on some tropical beach?
He’d had a girlfriend, Eve reminded herself, made a note to interview her.
She used her master to gain access to the dumpy three-story walk-up, ignored the rickety elevator, and took the stairs to the top floor.
3
SHE KNOCKED, EXPECTING SHE WAS WASTING her time at this hour of the day, but within moments, she heard the slide of locks.
The man who answered was middle-twenties, average height, and gym fit. She could see that easily as he wore snug bike shorts and a skin shirt. His brown hair sported a single red blaze, and was tucked back into a short tail.
He leaned against the doorjamb, one hand on his cocked hip. Posing, she thought, in a way that showed off his bis and tris.
“Well, hi there,” he said.
“Hi back.”
The flirty smolder blinked away when Eve held up her badge.
