Brooklyn was rolling her eyes as Liza joined Nurse Innes in the hallway.

Innes pulled Brooklyn’s door closed. “You’ve had a bit of an assignment change,” the woman said. “You’ll still be working with Brooklyn, but when she’s sleeping, you’re to report to Mr. Alcalde’s room.”

Liza got a bad feeling in her gut. “Of course, but who is Mr. Alcalde?”

Innes looked at her warily. “The man you just spent an hour talking to.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. I don’t think he said his last name, so I was confused. What will my duties be?”

“He wants you to read to him and talk to him. I think he likes your voice.”

Liza made herself smile. “I’ll be happy to.”

“Meet him in the solarium in an hour. That’ll give you time to get Brooklyn settled for the afternoon. Nurse Williams can take it from there. Mr. Alcalde has you until four.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Liza stood where she was as the woman walked away, then muttered quietly, hoping that Tom was listening, “I’ll do my best to get him to talk about Eden.”

TWENTY-NINE

SACRAMENTO, CALIFORNIA

TUESDAY, MAY 30, 11:30 A.M.

That’s him?” Tom asked, joining Croft at the two-way window to the interview room.

Croft nodded. “Daniel Park. He owns a chain of hotels, one here in Sacramento.”

Daniel Park was fit and looked far younger than his seventy years. He wore a bespoke suit that had to have cost a few thousand dollars. He appeared bored and was looking at his phone.

“How did you get him here?”

“A guest filed an assault complaint against one of his employees at the hotel here in the city. It was a while back but has gone uninvestigated. We asked that he meet us to discuss it. I’ll make sure the actual complaint is followed up on. You okay? And your . . . friend, too?”

“I’m fine. Do I wish she weren’t there? Of course. But she’s capable of taking care of herself, or Molina and Raeburn wouldn’t have put her in this role.”

“Just checking. Mr. Park doesn’t have a license to do financial transactions, because of his prior record, but I found a few recommendations from satisfied customers online, so he appears to be operating without one. He served five years for insider trading and tax fraud at Terminal Island. He was there with Pastor, Waylon, and Edward McPhearson.”

“I want to get his cell phone records.”

“What do you expect to find?” Croft asked.

“Pastor’s wife said that back in the day, he’d give Waylon a onetime access code and instructions for Mr. Park, telling him what stock to buy. Waylon would make the call when he drove into town for supplies. The code was ever-changing and derived from a cipher that Pastor had developed. He’s a numbers guy.”

“You told us this in the debriefing yesterday evening. So why Park’s cell phone records?”

“Because back when Waylon would contact Park, when Marcia was still in Eden, there were no cell phones. If Park is still doing business for Pastor—”