Chapters (49)
- Cover
- Dedication
- CHAPTER 1
- CHAPTER 2
- CHAPTER 3
- CHAPTER 4
- CHAPTER 5
- CHAPTER 6
- CHAPTER 7
- CHAPTER 8
- CHAPTER 9
- CHAPTER 10
- CHAPTER 11
- CHAPTER 12
- CHAPTER 13
- CHAPTER 14
- CHAPTER 15
- CHAPTER 16
- CHAPTER 17
- CHAPTER 18
- CHAPTER 19
- CHAPTER 20
- CHAPTER 21
- CHAPTER 22
- CHAPTER 23
- CHAPTER 24
- CHAPTER 25
- CHAPTER 26
- CHAPTER 27
- CHAPTER 28
- CHAPTER 29
- CHAPTER 30
- CHAPTER 31
- CHAPTER 32
- CHAPTER 33
- CHAPTER 34
- CHAPTER 35
- CHAPTER 36
- CHAPTER 37
- CHAPTER 38
- CHAPTER 39
- CHAPTER 40
- CHAPTER 41
- CHAPTER 42
- About the Author
- ALSO BY FAYE KELLERMAN
- Credits
- Copyright
- About the Publisher
“You didn’t talk about the case, just the band.”
“Did you find out anything about them?”
“Nothing big. The founding members are…hold on…” She ticked away on her laptop. “Rudy Banks and Primo Ekerling. They met in the L.A. punk scene and started performing as the Jerkies at underground clubs, but it was as the Doodoo Sluts when they got a following. They wrote most of the songs and went on to be record producers. The other two main members were…Ryan Goldberg and Liam O’Dell. They seem to have dropped out of sight.”
“For Ryan Goldberg, he’s literally dropped out of sight,” Decker said. “He’s the man I’ve been looking for.”
“Oh…so I guess you know all this stuff about the band.”
“I didn’t know that Rudy and Primo performed as the Jerkies. Where’d you find that out?”
“I think I read it in an old interview online.”
“That was smart.”
“So who’s the record producer who got murdered? Ekerling or Banks?”
“Primo Ekerling.”
“Oh…” She was quiet. “That’s too bad. I feel like I kinda know the guy now.”
“That must feel strange.”
“A little. Who killed him?”
“Hollywood Homicide arrested two punks for the murder,” Decker told her. “Your sister found some damning evidence against one of the suspects.”
“Who are the suspects?”
“Two thugs. Look it up on the Internet if you’re interested in them.”
“Fair enough.” Hannah played with her computer for a moment. “I didn’t know that Cindy is in Homicide.”
“She’s not. She was helping me out. I saw her today. That was the high point…until this moment.”
“Good save.”
“It’s not a save; you are the high point of this long and dreary day.”
Hannah stifled a smile. “How’s Cin doing?”
“Working hard.”
“What would you do if I decided to become a cop?”
Decker was momentarily stunned. “Please don’t do that. Your mother would divorce me.”
“You didn’t answer the question.”
“Is this a true question or are you just being provocative?”
“Maybe a little of both.”
Decker sighed. “After I was done screaming at you, I suppose I’d support you.”
Hannah leaned over and kissed her father’s cheek. “That was a very good answer. You passed the dad test.” A quick smile. “I still have some work to do.”
“It’s after twelve.”
“That’s why I sorta need to stop talking to you and get studying.”
“You were talking on the phone when I came in.”
“I was talking to Sara and we were going over the material together.”
“With the TV on?”
“It’s muted. I like the occasional image.”
“And you’re IMing.”
“I’m talking to some of my friends in Israel. It’s the only time I have when we’re both up.”
“You have an answer for everything.”