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Redemption (Amos Decker #5)(35)
Author: David Baldacci

The officer looked up at Decker in awe.

Natty bristled and gazed up at Mars. “Who the hell are you?”

“He’s my assistant,” said Decker.

“I thought you worked with Jamison.”

“She’s on another mission.”

“Is he an FBI agent?”

“He operates under the auspices of my creds.”

“What exactly does that mean?” said Natty.

“It means I go to the commissioner if you try to block me from observing, Natty.”

“You are so full of shit.”

“Who found the car?” asked Decker.

Natty looked like he might not answer.

“Look, Natty, I was being straight with you before. If I can find out who did this, the collar is yours.”

“Like I need your help to do that.”

“Okay, then I observe without your help. But if I make the collar, the FBI gets all the credit. But I don’t see how Childress would want that. And he may be backing you right now, but that wasn’t always the case, Natty. He’ll throw you under the bus in a second if he thinks it’ll make him look good. Remember the Hargrove case?”

At the mention of this name, Natty noticeably stiffened, and though his look was still sullen, he flipped open his notebook.

“Guy Dumpster diving found the car at around four o’clock this morning. Called in the locals. They pulled up our BOLO and notified us.”

“Can we take a look at the vehicle?”

“The trace team’s already been over it.”

“Just observing.”

Natty licked his lips, made a grunting sound, turned, and walked off. Decker and Mars followed.

Mars whispered, “Don’t see why you thought this guy was an A-hole, Decker. He’s a real pussycat.”

“Minus the cat,” replied Decker.

“So this Childress guy is even worse?”

“He’s worse because, unlike Natty, he can slickly pretend to be what he’s not, to the right people. And that’s what makes him so dangerous.”

 

 

Chapter 28

 

THE SMALL OLD HONDA with the bad muffler was wedged next to a huge rusted construction Dumpster, like an enormous barnacle on a ship’s metal hull.

Decker and Mars stood a few feet away. Decker’s gaze swept over the car and the environs, before alighting on the blue-scrubbed tech collecting evidence.

“Hey again, Decker,” said Kelly Fairweather. “Who’s your friend?”

“Melvin Mars,” said Mars, stepping forward and putting out his hand. “I’m, uh, assisting Agent Decker in this investigation.”

“Cool,” said Fairweather.

“What do you have so far?” asked Decker, keeping one eye on Natty, who was consulting with another tech on the other side of the Honda.

“Well, for starters, no prints other than Susan Richards’s. Inside or out.”

“Makes sense, it is her car,” said Mars.

“Her luggage gone from the back?” asked Decker.

“Yep. Nothing there.”

“Keys?”

“No keys.”

“No meaningful trace?”

“No blood, semen, body parts, human tissue, or other significant biological remains.”

“No sign of another person being in the car?”

“Nope. Just her.”

“Mind if I take a look?” asked Decker.

“Go ahead. Use these.”

He moved toward the car after slapping on the pair of latex gloves Fairweather had handed him. Mars followed behind him.

Natty looked up as Decker approached, but then returned to his conversation with the other tech.

All four doors of the Honda were open, and so was the trunk liftgate. Decker pointed to the Dumpster. “I’m assuming someone checked for a body in there.”

Fairweather nodded and made a face. “We did. Nothing but trash. I’ll need a tetanus booster.”

“No evidence from her or the car in it?”

“Not that we could find.”

Decker ran his eye over all of this and then poked his head inside the front driver’s-side door and checked the seats there. He did the same for the rear seats as Mars hovered by his shoulder.

“Kelly, have you logged the positions for all prints you found, interior and exterior?”

She nodded and pulled out an electronic pad. “All on here. Lot easier than the way we used to do it years ago, right?”

“Right,” said Decker absently as he looked over the different digital screens.

Fairweather said, “All the usual places. Steering wheel, cupholder, console, glove compartment, gearshift, control knobs, rearview mirror, dashboard, inside of the door and window.”

“And outside?” asked Decker as he moved to that digital page.

“Door handle, driver’s front side, and rear doors. And exterior driver’s-side window. Again, the usual.”

“And we’ve had no meaningful rain since she disappeared.”

“Correct.”

“So no recent prints would have been damaged or even washed off by a heavy rain.”

“Right.”

“How long do prints last on something?” asked Mars.

“Depends on the surface involved, what substance might have been on the fingers, the timing, the weather conditions, a whole host of factors,” said Fairweather.

Decker handed her back the pad. “What else?”

“Not a lot. We don’t know how far the car’s been driven because we didn’t know the odometer reading before she left. She did have an oil change sticker on her windshield. The car’s been driven about four hundred miles since then, but the oil change happened over three weeks ago. Not much we can deduce from that.”

“Insect debris on the front and the windshield?”

“Not too much. But she could have gotten it washed after she left town.”

Decker nodded because he too had thought of this.

“So, Decker, have you solved it?” Natty had walked around the side of the car and was looking up at him.

“Just observing,” said Decker.

Natty smirked. “Always knew you were overrated.”

“Yeah, dude’s been here ten seconds,” said Mars. “How long you been here?”

Natty looked over at him. “Who the hell are you, really?”

“Decker’s assistant. You might want to follow my lead on that, you know? Assist the man.”

“You got a real comedian here, Decker,” said Natty irritably.

“One thing I would draw your attention to,” said Decker.

“What’s that?”

“There’s no print on the rear liftgate.”

“So what? Richards got in the front seat.”

“After she put a really heavy piece of luggage in the rear compartment.”

“She used her key fob to open the trunk.”

Decker shook his head. “Agatha Bates, her neighbor, said Richards started up the car and then went back inside and brought out a large piece of luggage that she put in the rear cargo hold. And she struggled to do so before slamming the liftgate shut.” Decker paused and looked from Fairweather back to Natty.

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