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Chapter24

IT WAS THESAMECELLwhere Decker—pretending to be a lawyer—had scammed his way in to meet with a prisoner who had confessed to murdering Decker’s family.

He didn’t know if this cell selection had been made intentionally, but he doubted it was a coincidence. Someone was definitely trying to send a message.

The police waiting for him in Hawkinses’ old house had been the first sign. His being read his Miranda rights for interfering with a police investigation had been his second, and more visceral, sign.

But Decker was nothing if not a patient man. He leaned back against the cinderblock wall and waited. They knew where he was. At some point they would have to come to him, because he could not come to them.

An hour later a surprising figure appeared in front of the steel bars.

To her credit, Sally Brimmer didn’t look pleased to see him in a jail cell.

He glanced up at her.

“Ms. Brimmer. Having a nice day?”

“Apparently better than the one you’re having.”

“I wouldn’t argue with that.”

She drew closer to the bars and spoke in a low voice. “Why did you push it? You know Blake hates you.”

“I don’t care whether he hates me or not. I have a job to do and I’m going to do it.”

“But you’re not part of the police force anymore. This isn’t your problem.”

“It is my problem if I helped send an innocent man to prison.”

“Do you really believe he was innocent?”

“Let’s just put it this way: I have a lot more doubts about his guilt than I used to.”

“Okay, but does it really matter? The guy’s dead.”

“It matters to me. It matters to his memory. He has a daughter who thinks her father killed four people.”

Brimmer’s cheeks reddened. “I really hated you for conning me that time.”

“I took full responsibility for it. I didn’t want you to suffer because of what I did.”

“I know that man helped murder your family. I…I guess I was surprised you didn’t kill him in the cell.”

“I wasn’t sure he’d done it. In fact, I had doubts.” He paused. “I have to be sure, Ms. Brimmer. It’s the way I’m wired.”

“I guess I can see that. And I brought that up only because…” Her voice trailed off and she looked around nervously. “Because I would have done the same thing if it were me.”

He rose and went over to the bars separating them. “Can you do something for me?”

She took a step back looking wary. “What?”

“I need to look at the files from the Richardses’ and Katz’s murders.”

“But I thought you had. I saw the guy taking the boxes to the conference room that day.”

“I got involved in running down potential witnesses and didn’t get to the files before, well, before I ended up in here.”

“But surely you read them all from when it happened.” She glanced upward at his forehead. “And I heard you can’t forget anything.”

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