Philip Margolin - Gone ,but not forgotten

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"A neighbor had seen a florist truck at the house of one of the victims, or maybe it was near the house. it's been some time now, so I may not have my facts exactly right. Anyway, we figured out who the deliveryman was.

It was a guy named Henry Waters. He had a sex offender record. Then an anonymous caller said he was talking to Waters at a bar and Waters told him he had a woman in his basement. Sure enough, we found one of the missing women.

Grimsbo shook his head. "Man, that was a sight. You wouldn't believe what that bastard did to her. I wanted to kill him right there, and I would have, but fate took over and the son-of-a-bitch tried to escape.

Another cop shot him and that was that."

"Was Peter Lake the husband who found the two bodies? The mother and daughter?"

"Right. Lake."

"Are you satisfied that the deliveryman was the killer?"

"Definitely. Hell, they found some of the roses and a note. And, of course, there was the body. Yeah, we got the right man."

"There was a task force assigned to investigate the case, wasn't there?"

Grimsbo nodded.

"Was Nancy Gordon a member of the task force?"

"Sure."

"Mr. Grimsbo "Frank."

"Frank, my client is Peter Lake. He moved to Portland about eight years ago and changed his name to Martin Darius. He's a very successful developer. Very respected. About three months ago, women started disappearing in Portland. Roses and notes identical to those left in the Hunter's Point case were found on the pillows of the missing women.

About two weeks ago the bodies of the missing women and a man were found buried at a Construction site owned by Martin Darius. Nancy Gordon told our district attorney that Darius-Lake-killed them."

Grimsbo shook his head. "Nancy always had a bee in her bonnet about Lake."

"But 'you don't agree with her?"

"No. Like I said, Waters was the killer. I have no doubt about that.

Now, we did think Lake might be the killer for a while. There was circumstantial evidence pointing that way, and I even had bad feelings about the guy. But it was only circumstantial evidence and the case against Waters was solid."

"What about Lake leaving Hunter's Point?"

"Can't blame him. If my wife and kid were brutally murdered, I wouldn't want to be reminded of them every day. Leaving town, starting over-sounds like the smart thing to do."

"Did the other investigators agree that Lake was innocent?"

"Everyone but Nancy.",

"Was there any evidence that cleared Lake?"

"Like what?"

"Did he have an alibi for the time of any of the disappearances?"

"I can't recall anything like that. Of course, it's been some time. Why don't you check the file? I'm sure Hunter's Point still has it."

"The files are missing.

"How did that happen?"

"We don't know." Stewart paused. "What kind of a person is Gordon?"

Grimsbo sipped his scotch and swiveled toward the window. It was comfortable in Grimsbo's office, but there was a thin coating of snow on the ground outside the picture window and the leafless trees were swaying the attack of a chill wind.

"Nancy is a driven woman. That case got to all of us, but it 'affected her the most. It came right after she lost her fiance. Another cop.

Killed in the line of duty shortly before her wedding. Really tragic. I think that unbalanced her for a while. Then the women started disappearing and she submerged herself in the case.

"Now I'm not saying she isn't a fine detective. She is. But she lost her objectivity in that one case."

Stewart nodded and made some notes.

"How many women disappeared in Hunter's Point?"

"Four."

"And one was found in Waters's basement?"

"Right."

"What happened to the other women?" '-They were found in some old farmhouse out in the country, if I remember correctly. I wasn't involved with that. Got stuck back at the station writing reports."

"How were they found?"

"Pardon?"

"Wasn't Waters shot almost as soon as the body was found in the basement?"

Grimsbo nodded.

"So, who told you where the other women were?"

Grimsbo paused, thinking. Then he shook his head.

"You know, I honestly can't remember. It could have been his mother.

Waters was living with his mother. Or he might have written something down. I just don't recall."

"Did any of the survivors positively i.d. Waters as the killer?"

"They may have. Like I said, I didn't question any of them. They were pretty messed up, if I remember. Barely alive. Tortured. They went right to the hospital."

"Can you think of any reason why Nancy Gordon wouldn't tell our d.a. there were survivors?"

"She didn't?"

"I don't think so."

"Hell, I don't know. Why don't you ask her?"

"We can't. She's disappeared."

"What?" Grimsbo looked alarmed.

"Gordon showed up at the home of Alan Page, our d.a., late one night and told him about the Hunter's Point case. Then she checked into a motel.

When Page called her the next morning, she was gone. Her clothing was still in the room, but she wasn't there."

"Have they looked for her?" Grimsbo asked anxiously.

"Oh, yeah. She's Page's whole case. He lost the bail hearing when he couldn't produce her."

"I don't know what to say. Did she return to Hunter's Point?"

"No. They thought she was on vacation. She never told anyone she was coming to Portland, and they haven't heard from her."

"Jesus, I hope nothing serious happened. Maybe she took off somewhere.

Didn't you say Hunter's Point P.D. thought she was on vacation?"

"If she was going on vacation she wouldn't leave her clothes and makeup."

"Yeah." Grimsl)o looked solemn. He shook his head.

Stewart watched Grimsl)o. The security chief was very upset.

"Is there anything else I can do for you, Mr. Stewart? I'm afraid I have some work to do," Grimsbo asked.

"No, you've been a big help." Stewart laid his and Betsy's business cards on Grimsbo's desk. "If you remember anything about the case that might help our client, please call me."

"I will."

"Oh, there is one other thin. I want to talk with all the members of the Hunter's Point task force. Do you know where I can find Glen Michaels and Wayne Turner?"

"I haven't heard from Michaels in years, but Wayne will be easy to find in about two weeks."

"Oh?"

"All you gotta do is turn on your TV. He's Senator Colby's administrative assistant. He should be sitting right next to him during the confirmation hearings."

Stewart scribbled this information into his notebook, thanked Grimsbo and left. As soon as the door closed behind Stewart, Grimsbo went back to his desk and dialed a Washington, D.C., phone number. Wayne Turner answered on the first ring.

Chapter Fifteen

Reggie Stewart eased himself into a seat across the desk from Dr. Pedro Escalante. The cardiologist had put on weight over the past ten years.

His curly black hair was mostly gray. He was still cheerful with patients, but his good humor was not second nature to him anymore.

They were meeting in the cardiologist's office in the Wayside Clinic. A diploma from Brown University and another from Tufts Medical School hung on one wall. Beneath the diplomas was a child's crayon drawing of a stick-figure girl standing next to a yellow flower that was almost as tall as she was. A rainbow stretched from one side of the picture to the other.

"That your daughter?" Stewart asked. A photograph of Gloria Escalante holding a little girl on her lap stood on one corner of the doctor's desk. Stewart figured the child for the artist and asked about her as a way of easing into a conversation that was certain to evoke painful memories.

"Our adopted daughter," Escalante replied sadly.

"Gloria lost the ability to conceive after her ordeal."

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