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Chapters (64)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright
  3. Contents
  4. CHAPTER1
  5. CHAPTER2
  6. CHAPTER3
  7. CHAPTER4
  8. CHAPTER5
  9. CHAPTER6
  10. CHAPTER7
  11. CHAPTER8
  12. CHAPTER9
  13. CHAPTER10
  14. CHAPTER11
  15. CHAPTER12
  16. CHAPTER13
  17. CHAPTER14
  18. CHAPTER15
  19. CHAPTER16
  20. CHAPTER17
  21. CHAPTER18
  22. CHAPTER19
  23. CHAPTER20
  24. CHAPTER21
  25. CHAPTER22
  26. CHAPTER23
  27. CHAPTER24
  28. CHAPTER25
  29. CHAPTER26
  30. CHAPTER27
  31. CHAPTER28
  32. CHAPTER29
  33. CHAPTER30
  34. CHAPTER31
  35. CHAPTER32
  36. CHAPTER33
  37. CHAPTER34
  38. CHAPTER35
  39. CHAPTER36
  40. CHAPTER37
  41. CHAPTER38
  42. CHAPTER39
  43. CHAPTER40
  44. CHAPTER41
  45. CHAPTER42
  46. CHAPTER43
  47. CHAPTER44
  48. CHAPTER45
  49. CHAPTER46
  50. CHAPTER47
  51. CHAPTER48
  52. CHAPTER49
  53. CHAPTER50
  54. CHAPTER51
  55. CHAPTER52
  56. CHAPTER53
  57. CHAPTER54
  58. CHAPTER55
  59. CHAPTER56
  60. CHAPTER57
  61. Dedication
  62. Acknowledgements
  63. Books by Jonathan Kellerman
  64. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

He stopped me with a palm. “That woman you mentioned—Green—I can’t tell you about her because I don’t know her and I’m sure that applies to Grace. However, I did know Jimmy and there’s zero chance he fathered that baby or had anything to do with its death.”

“Okay.”

“That doesn’t sound sincere.”

“I—”

“When Grace inquired about you, she was told you’re quite the brilliant fellow, had a promising academic career that you traded, for some reason, for immersing yourself in the lowest elements of society—hear me out, I’m not judging you, as Jimmy told Grace, everyone should live their own life. But now I see you as intruding on Grace’s life and that worries me because of something else your former colleagues said: You never let go.”

I kept silent.

He said, “Close the garage.”

After he locked up, he faced me. His eyes were slits, and the tremor in his hands was mimicked by quivers along his jawline.

“Mr. Monahan, I’m—”

“Listen carefully, young man: Jimmy didn’t father that child or any other. He was incapable.”

“Sterile?”

“Grace doesn’t know. But I do, because Jimmy was like an older brother to me and he could confide in me in a way he couldn’t with Grace because I was able to keep my emotions in check. He and I used to motor together, drive out to where he stored his cars, pick one on a whim and go hit some great, dusty roads. One day we were out in his ’35 Auburn Boattail Speedster. Motoring in Malibu, up in the hills, in those days it was brush and scrub. The Auburn chewed up the asphalt, glorious thing, Jimmy and I took turns behind the wheel. We stopped for a smoke and a nip—nothing extreme, a taste from the hip flask and a couple of fine Havanas at a spot where the ocean was visible. Jimmy seemed more relaxed than I’d ever seen him. Then all of a sudden, he said, ‘Felix, people think I’m homosexual, don’t they? Because I like art and going to the ballet and have never married.’ What do you say to something like that? The truth was he was right. Jimmy was regarded as what was then called ‘sensitive.’ Apart from cars, his interests were feminine.”

“The paper described him as a sportsman.”