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  1. TITLE PAGE
  2. COPYRIGHT PAGE
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  89. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

He lost the smirk on his face and stared at me a second. His eyes were steel gray, a color I didn’t see often, and added to the impression that he was a zombie in a $4,000 suit. He took a step forward and looked me in the eyes. “That joke has run its course. Much as you have.” He grinned, adjusted my tie, and said, “Now, please, if you haven’t found anything, I’d like you to leave my client’s house.”

“Not quite done yet. Pull up a chair, might be a while.”

He turned and went to talk to Nathan Ficco. Will said, “What was that about?”

“Old grudges.”

“About what?”

“I hit on his mother at a restaurant just to annoy him.”

“You’re kidding?”

“Just words, nothing else.” Will watched me. “What? It drove him nuts that she thought I was charming. Also, I stole a client from him that he really wanted. Hale White.”

“The director?”

“That’s the one. Huge case. We had our pick of clients after I won that one. Russell did everything he could to get Hale to sign on the dotted line, but Hale said he got a creepy feeling from him. Russell of course blames me.”

“Hale’s right. The guy gives me the creeps.”

“Well, get used to him, because you’re going to be in court with him a lot if any of his past cases are any indication.”

He watched Pritcher a second. “Looking forward to it. Hey, anyway, we’re done here, boss, and haven’t found a thing. There’s no reason not to leave.”

“Tell Forensics to go through everything again.”

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Jia got me the credit card statements within an hour. Don’t know how she did it because credit card companies loved dragging their feet, but she got it done. We sat down in the conference room and began reviewing them. Will sat at the end of the table, and every once in a while I would catch him glancing at Jia, who seemed oblivious.

“You know, I knew Anderson’s older brother pretty well,” Will said.

“From high school?” Jia said without looking up from the copies of the credit card statements.

He nodded. “Nice guy. Totally laid back, nothing like his brother. Don’t know what happened there.”

“If Anderson tortured and killed her along with his buddy, he’s a psychopath. It’s a pretty common phenomenon for psychopaths,” I said. “We don’t know the causes, and you’ll find people with great childhoods and no abuse who turn into monsters. The why isn’t our concern. Our concern is the what and how. Assuming he killed her and it wasn’t our mystery man stalking Patty, he took her somewhere after the bar, but it wasn’t his house.”

“They could’ve gone to Steven’s house,” Will said.