“What?” Oliver said. “Why didn’t you tell me this two hours ago? I would have stolen his file—”

“I didn’t hear that,” Decker said.

Oliver smiled. “I’m talking theoretically.”

Before Decker could delve, Marge broke in. “What did Holt do to get shunted into the Baldwins’ camp?”

“I don’t know,” Decker said. “Tarpin wasn’t forthcoming with details. He did say that Darrell was radical in his younger days and that he went to Berkeley. It would be interesting to know what brought about Darrell’s shift to the right.”

“The day’s still young even if we aren’t,” Webster said. “I’ll go back to the PEI and see if I can’t catch up with Holt.”

Decker looked at his notes. He had to investigate Holt, Ranger, Riley Barns, and money and debt with regard to the Baldwins’ finances. And of course, there was Bert out looking for Dee Baldwin’s supposed beach getaway.

Webster said, “You want me to interview Holt or surf through racist Web sites?”

Decker said, “Let’s do this, Tom. Before you get to Holt, let’s do some homework. Go to the Tolerance Center in the city. I’m sure it has details on all the hate groups. I didn’t bother with it after the vandalism because Ernesto confessed. But a double murder justifies the man-hours. I want to know everything there is to know about Holt and Tarpin—and that Moke character while you’re at it.”

“I can make an appointment to go down there tomorrow,” Webster said.

“I’ll go you one better. I’m going to hook you up with Rina. She knows the lingo because she’s done research on white supremacist groups, as part of her outreach program in the community. You set it up, and when you have an appointment time, I’ll make sure that Rina meets you down there. She’ll love it and it’ll be beneficial to you.”

“Sounds good.” Webster certainly didn’t mind working with Decker’s wife. She was smart and competent, and a comely lass at that. “I’ll let you know when I get something set up.”

Oliver consulted his notes. “How long has Darrell Holt been with PEI?”

“Tarpin claims four years.”

“And what’s Tarpin’s role in the camp?” Marge asked. “Besides being a fascist Marine.”

Decker gave her a smile and a wistful one at that. There were times—when Marge asked a certain question in a certain way—that made him sorely miss working with his former partner. “He’s a Baldwin henchman. Discipline guy for the day-to-day activities. I didn’t grill him on his activities with PEI.”

“Regarding this Holt guy,” Oliver said. “It’s totally possible for me to…theoretically get into Baldwin’s files. I know where they’re kept…theoretically.”