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Christopher asked the next question. “Do you have anything to show where you were three days ago between eight and midnight? What about yesterday, between ten and midnight?”
“You’re asking me for an alibi?” Harper said. “You think I keep that kind of detailed track of my movements?”
“Without an alibi, you look like a very good suspect,” Paige pointed out.
The lawyer cut in then. “Really? Based on what physical evidence?”
That was the problem there. Harper might have a potential motive and he might not be willing to provide an alibi, but without some kind of slip up from him, there was nothing to tie him to the crimes.
Christopher gestured to the door. Paige didn’t want to go just yet, but Christopher gestured again, more emphatically this time.
Paige went this time, stepping out of the interrogation room, wondering if Christopher had spotted something she hadn’t.
“What is it?” Paige asked.
“Nothing, I’m just hoping that if we leave him alone with his lawyer, the lawyer will talk him into providing an alibi.”
That seemed a little unlikely. “And if he doesn’t?”
“Then we keep up the pressure. We go through every aspect of Glenn Harper’s life until we find a link to Hope Jackson and Aiden Martlet. We use whatever security footage we can find to track his every step over the last few days.”
Paige wasn’t sure how well all of that would work, though. She was about to say so when Detective Basman came over from one of the desks with a triumphant look. He was holding a file.
“You look pleased,” Paige said.
“That’s because I know who we have in there,” Basman replied.
“Glenn Harper.”
Basman shook his head, though. “We ran his prints. That isn’t Glenn Harper. That’s a man called Sebastian Dvornic. He’s a confidence trickster and thief from New York who has been all over the country in the last few years. According to the file, one of his favorite tricks is to pose as a security guard to get access to objects he wants to steal, then to forge provenances for everything he’s taken.”
Which was consistent with the story Aiden had told. It also meant that they had more pressure that they could apply to Harper—Dvornic.
“Does he have any history of violence?” Christopher asked.
“He’s lashed out a couple of times to get away from bad situations,” Detective Basman said. “We have suggestions that he’s been ready to intimidate potential witnesses before.”
“It sounds like something we can go back in there with,” Paige said.
Christopher looked a little hesitant, but he nodded. “All right. Let’s try pushing him to see if he’ll crack.”
The two of them strode back into the interrogation room with Detective Basman at their back. Paige took the file from him and set it down on the table.
“Hello Sebastian,” she said.
There wasn’t shock on his face. He must have known that this was coming. He would have known from the moment they took his fingerprints that he would be found out. Maybe he was hoping that he would be out of there before that came to light. Maybe that was why his lawyer had been pushing so hard for his release.
“So, you know my name,” Dvornic replied.
“A lot more than that,” Paige replied. “Let’s be clear, the local police will be charging you in relation to the stolen goods. That’s gone. The only question now is whether you want to go down for murder as well. Either you provide us with an alibi, or we track your every movement over the last few days until we canproveyou’re the one who murdered two people. What was Hope Jackson? A witness who saw you killing Aiden?”
“I never killed either of them!” Dvornic snapped back. “Am I glad that rat Aiden is dead? Sure. Did I have anything to do with it? No, of course not.”
“Then where were you?” Christopher demanded.
“When Aiden was killed, I was working security for a family across town.”
“And it’s their items that were in your apartment?” Paige asked.
