Chapters (48)
“It’s gotten worse since we spoke last week. I think you’d better have a look before going much further with this.” Gavin opened one of the folders and handed Thomas the report, pointing to the last part. “That evidence was found just this morning.”
Thomas read slowly, letting the information sink in.
Jack read over his shoulder and then asked, “Is this confirmed?”
“Yes. It’s concrete. Up until now we only had circumstantial evidence linking Colin with Francine Donohue and Samantha Ritcher. This is a little more substantial.”
“Well then, it looks like the odds have taken a turn for the worse.” Thomas closed the folder.
“I wouldn’t want to play against these odds,” Gavin said abruptly.
“When can I see Colin?” Thomas asked, unaffected by Gavin’s comment.
Gavin sat back in his chair, his eyebrows raised. “Thomas, I’m surprised you still want to go forward with this. You can see him now. Colin doesn’t know about the last part in that report. We only received that minutes before you arrived.”
“Good, I’ll get to see his honest reaction to it. Let me talk to Colin and then I’ll make my decision about this case.”
Gavin met up with Warren in the hallway and the two led Thomas and Jack through the building and into the section that housed the county jail. They went through the necessary security checks before being placed face to face with Colin Turner in the interrogation room. His lawyer sat beside him.
Wearing an orange jailhouse jumpsuit, Colin relaxed in the chair. He possessed an air of arrogance, even in this situation. Thomas noticed that Colin’s hands were damp with sweat when the two exchanged greetings.
The lawyer barked at Gavin as soon as they were seated. “You’d better not be jerking us around again. If you have something, say what it is.”
“There’s no time like the present, then.” Gavin opened his folder and started. “Colin, did you know a Francine Donohue?”
“Who?”
Gavin repeated the name.
“No.”
“What about a Samantha Ritcher?”
“No.”
“Never met anyone with those names? Think carefully.”
“No! I said I never heard of either of them before.”
“Then can you explain to me why a Samantha Ritcher called you?”
“I never had a call from her. I don’t know anyone by that name.” Colin didn’t even bother to look at the detective as he spoke.
“I have Samantha’s phone records. There are three calls to your cell phone.”
Colin responded dismissively, “It’s probably a wrong number, I get them all the time. Who the hell cares anyway?”
“She died recently and may have a connection to your wife’s case.”
“Jesus Christ! What does this have to do with me? I don’t know any Samantha Ritcher.”
“Why would she be calling you?” This time the question was posed more forcefully.