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“I got another DB. Computer Science teacher, retired.”
“What? He get a D?”
“She flunked him, so he paid her back by smothering her with a plastic bag after keeping her tied and taped to a chair for about eighteen hours. And bashing up her little dog.”
“Fucker.”
“Yeah, he is. She’s supposed to have a lot of nice equipment, but he cleaned her out.”
Feeney’s already droopy face drooped further. “Can’t help you if I don’t have the toys.”
“I’m going to do a search to find out what she had, but, meanwhile, she’s supposed to have some nice scratch. He’d want it.”
“You want me to look for the money? No problem.”
“He knows we’ll find her sooner or later, knows we know who he is. She’d know some tricks, right? Bouncing money around, tucking it away.”
“If she was any good at her job, she’d know the ins, the outs.”
“She was good at her job. If he got her to pull out the money, transfer it, he’d make her cover the tracks.” She looked down at the torn skin, the raw bruising. “But she wasn’t a pushover. Maybe there are tricks in the tricks. So, it takes an e-man.”
“I happen to be one. Give me the data you’ve got.”
“Farnsworth,” Eve began, “Edie Barrett.”
When she finished with the body, she started on the room.
She believed he’d spent considerable time in there, forcing Farnsworth to drain her accounts. And wouldn’t she be the perfect source for a new ID
? A veteran e-teacher.
Eve closed her eyes a moment. He’d changed his appearance here—hair, skin tone, eyes. He’d waited until he’d come here.
“He’d already planned this next move.” She turned as Peabody stepped up to the door again. “He probably came here straight from the ex’s. The timing works well enough with the last sighting of his vic. He had what he needed in the duffel. Tape, rope, knife, bat, clothes, the products. Kill the ex, come here, use Farnsworth not only for the next kill, but as his vehicle for a new ID, more money.”
“This place is worth a nice bundle,” Peabody commented. “How much did she have?”
Eve’s ’link signaled, and she read Feeney on her display. “Tell you in a minute. Dallas.”
“Your vic had nearly four mil not including real property, jewelry, art, and like that.”
“Damn it. He’s rolling now.”
“Every account she had I found on a quick search was emptied as of today.”
“You’re not going to make my day and tell me by a simple transfer.”
“No can do. Some fancy fingerwork, but we’ll find it. Just giving you a heads-up.”
“Appreciate it. He hit the jackpot,” she said to Peabody when she clicked off. “And he was smart enough to make it complicated. We’re going to stick with she was smarter, and we’re smarter. But right now, he’s feeling rich.”
“He could rabbit with that much money.”
“I don’t think so.” Enjoying it too much, she thought. Batting a thousand so far. “More scores to settle. He’s still going to want money. Why quit when you’re ahead? But that won’t be as urgent. He may do the next without that as a particular factor.”
“It’s a long list, Dallas.”
“We’re going to contact every name on it, and we’re going to ask everyone we contact if they know of anyone else we should add on. If any of them wants protection, we’ll put a cop on them. I’ll find it in the budget.”
