Chapters (64)
“Is he the one who trashed your mobile?” she asked Garrett.
He nodded. “He thought I was holding out on him. He wanted his money. I don’t have it.”
“Has he threatened you?”
“Yeah, he has. Me. Not Janie. He wants his money. He says he’ll take my truck and sell it for parts. But I don’t think he’d do anything to Janie. At least I hope he wouldn’t.”
“Chief.”
Tess turned. Henry Polk wanted her attention.
“What is it?”
“I hate to interrupt, but I wanted to talk to you about Ken Blakely. He’s been staying here in the park, even though I told him that we have rules about subletting—”
“Staying here? Where?”
“The other side of the park, space 40, Ron Nelson’s place. Ron’s in Arizona taking care of a sick relative. Blakely’s been there too long—he was just there a little while ago, but he wouldn’t answer the door.”
“Maybe he’s got her there now.” Garrett started to leave.
“Now you’re saying you believe Blakely would kidnap Janie?”
Garrett threw his hands up. “I don’t know what to believe. All I know is that he threatened me. He wanted me to pay him back from the insurance money, but I told him that Janie would never let that happen. I have to go check and see if he’s got her.”
Tess stopped him. “No, you stay here in case Janie calls and we’re worried for no reason. Gabe, anything from Curtis?”
“Truck checks out fine, still locked up. And, Chief?” He glanced toward Garrett.
“Yeah?”
“He called her cell phone. It’s on the front seat of the truck.”
Garrett moaned, and Tess looked away and clenched a fist. That meant no GPS. And it seemed nearly impossible for Garrett to have done anything to his wife but leave their only transportation in the Walmart parking lot. Would Ken Blakely really hurt Janie Cooper?
“Curtis is looking through the security video now,” Bender finished.
“Thanks. Stay here. I’ll go check this other mobile home out.” She turned to Polk. “How long ago was he in Nelson’s place?”
Polk looked at his watch. “Hour, maybe.”
“Space 40 is at the edge of the park, correct?”
Polk nodded. “I’ll take you over there.”
“I’ll find it.”
“Well, take the key if you need to look inside. Ron gave me permission to do that.” Polk handed her a key with a plastic tag on it. Written on the tag was the name Nelson.
“Wait, I’ll go with you.” Oliver spoke up. He handed the little girl, who had fallen asleep in his arms, gently back to Garrett.
Tess fought the niggle of irritation that flamed up because he’d known this secret of Garrett’s and not shared it with her. Was it his obligation to share, or was she taking this personally?