Chapters (73)
‘Cat? Is that what this is about? What did she say? Hey, I’m sorry I cheated on her, man. I don’t know what she told you, but I didn’t do anything. I didn’t touch her either!’
‘How did you meet her?’
‘Here at my mom’s house. It was a church painting project. I thought she was cute, and we started going out. Tell me what she said, man! I didn’t do anything!’
Maggie held up a photograph of Kelly Hauswirth. ‘Do you know this woman?’
‘What? No! No, I – aw, wait, isn’t that the chick who got shot? That was all over the news, right? I recognize the face, but I don’t know her.’
Serena held up a photograph of Erin Tierney. ‘What about her?’
Al shook his head. ‘No way. Never seen her.’
‘She’s missing.’
‘I’m telling you, I don’t know who she is! That’s the truth.’
‘We’re taking your laptop, Al. We’ll find out all about the chat rooms. You might as well tell us about it. And who you’re working with.’
‘Man, I can’t tell you what I don’t know! I don’t even own a laptop.’
‘Cat says she took a ring from your house,’ Stride said. ‘A black pearl ring. Where did you get it?’
Al stared at them. ‘Ring? I don’t have any ring. Shit, man, laptops and pearl rings. Does it look like we got the money for stuff like that? I’m lucky if we got mac and cheese for dinner.’
‘This ring was stolen during a murder in Duluth almost nine years ago,’ Stride told him. ‘The gun that was used back then is the same gun that murdered a woman outside the Grizzly Bear Bar last month. The ring and the gun are connected, Al. And Cat says that ring came from this house.’
Al tried to stand up, but Stride shoved him down. ‘Aw, man, are you kidding? I don’t know anything about a ring, and I sure as hell don’t know anything about a gun! You guys are crazy!’
Maggie looked up as they heard a commotion inside the house. The front door wrenched open, and a woman in her late thirties stormed onto the porch, long hair flying. Guppo, in hot pursuit behind her, grabbed her flailing wrists, but when that didn’t stop her, he bear-hugged the woman and lifted her off the ground. Her legs kicked, and one high heel flew off like a missile. Her voice got louder and screeched for the heavens.
‘You people let me go and get out of my house!’
Al stood up again, trying to calm her. ‘Mom, Mom, knock it off, it’s okay.’
‘Put me down!’ she screamed at Guppo.