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Bill Pronzini: Vixen

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When Nameless is hired by Cory Beckett, a beautiful young woman who claims to be a model, to find her missing brother, Kenneth, it seems to be a routine matter. Kenneth has fled San Francisco in a drug-induced panic to avoid trial on a charge of stealing a valuable necklace from the alcoholic wife of the man for whom he works, wealthy yachtsman Andrew Vorhees. When agency operative Jake Runyon locates and questions the frightened young man, Cory Beckett's motives come into question and the case takes on darkly sinister complexities. Cory lied to Nameless about her livelihood, her relationship with Vorhees, her brother's alleged drug use, and the nature of his alleged crime. Not only is she Andrew Vorhees’ mistress, Cory has a secret second lover, factory owner Frank Chaleen, with whom she conspired to frame Kenneth. This bizarre sibling betrayal is part of a diabolical plan that reveals her to be a deadly, designing woman who will stop at nothing to achieve her warped desires.

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“Why would she want to frame your brother?”

“I don’t know. Neither does he. Some imagined slight, I suppose. Rich alcoholics... well, I’m sure you know how erratic and unpredictable people like that can be.”

“Is your brother the kind of man who makes passes at married women?”

“My God, no. What kind of question is that?”

“Sorry, but it’s the kind I have to ask.”

“Kenny’s not like that at all. He’s a very shy person, especially around women. He’s never even had a girlfriend. His only real flaw... well...”

“Yes, Ms. Beckett?”

She ran the tip of her tongue back and forth across her lips, moistening them. The movement made Melikian squirm a little in his chair. “If I tell you,” she said, “you’ll think he’s guilty, that he stole the necklace because of it.”

“My job is to find him, not judge him.”

“... All right. It’s drugs.”

“What kind of drugs?”

“Amphetamines.”

“How bad is his habit?”

“It’s not a habit, really. He only uses them when he’s stressed out. But they don’t help, they just make him paranoid, even delusional sometimes.”

“Violent?”

“No. Oh, no. Never.”

“Do you know who his supplier is?”

“No idea. I don’t take drugs.”

I hadn’t even hinted that she did. That kind of quick defensive response is sometimes an indication of guilt, but it was none of my business if she snorted coke five times a day and had a Baggie of the stuff in her purse. No judgments applied to her as well as her brother at that point.

I said, “How much money did he take with him, do you know?”

“It couldn’t be much more than a hundred dollars. Wherever he’s gone, he’ll try to get some kind of work connected with boats. That’s the way he is, no matter how much money he has.”

“Does he have access to any of your bank accounts?”

“No. We keep our finances separate.”

“Credit cards?”

“I let him use mine now and then, but... no, none of his own.”

“You said he drives a van. Make, model, color?”

“A Dodge Ram, dark blue. The right rear panel has a dent and a long scrape — a parking lot accident.”

“Can you give me the license number?”

She could, and I wrote it down.

“Anything else you can tell me that might help me find him? Friends in the area, someone he might turn to for help?”

“There’s no one like that. He doesn’t make friends easily.” Cory Beckett shifted position in the chair, recrossed her legs the other way. Gnawed on her lip a little before she said, “Do you honestly think you can find him?”

“Sure he can,” Melikian said. “He’s the best, him and his people.”

She said, “I don’t care what you have to do or what it costs.”

Abe winced at that, but he didn’t say anything.

“No guarantees, of course,” I said. “But if you’re right that your brother is still somewhere in this general area and working around boats, the chances are reasonably good.”

“The one thing I ask,” she said, “is that you let me know the minute you locate him. Don’t try to talk him into coming back, don’t talk to him at all if it can be avoided. Let me do it — I’m the only one he’ll listen to.”

“Fair enough. You understand, though, that if he refuses to return voluntarily, there’s nothing we can do to force him.”

Melikian said, “She understands. I explained it to her.”

“And that if he does refuse, we’re bound to report his whereabouts to the authorities.”

Cory Beckett nodded, and Abe said, “Do it myself, in that case,” without looking at her. He wouldn’t sacrifice even a small portion of fifty thousand to keep his own mother out of jail.

“One more question,” I said. “If we find him and bring him back, how do you intend to keep him from running away again?”

“You needn’t concern yourself with that. I guarantee he won’t miss the trial.” She added, not so reassuringly given the fact that he’d already skipped on her, “Kenny and I are very close.”

I asked her for a photograph of her brother, and she produced a five-by-seven color snapshot from a big leather purse: Kenneth Beckett standing alone in front of a sleek oceangoing yacht. You could tell he and Cory were siblings — same black hair, though his was lank; same facial bone structure and wiry build — but where she was somebody you’d notice in a crowd, he was the polar opposite. Presentable enough, but there was nothing memorable about him. Just a kid in his early twenties, like thousands of others. The kind of individual you could spend an afternoon with, and five minutes after parting you’d have already forgotten what he looked like.

We got the paperwork out of the way, and Cory Beckett wrote me a check for her half of the retainer; we’d bill Melikian for his half. The check had her address and phone number on it. The apartment she shared with her brother was on Nob Hill, a very expensive neighborhood. Melikian had mentioned at the start of our conversation that she worked as a model. One of the more successful variety, apparently.

We shook hands — hers lingered in mine a little too long, I thought — and she favored me with another of her concerned little smiles while Melikian patted her shoulder and chewed on her with his eyes. And that was that. Routine interview. Routine if slightly unusual skip-trace. Nothing special at all, except that for a change the client was a piece of eye candy.

Just goes to show how wrong first impressions can be.

2

From Bryant Street I drove to the agency offices in South Park. It was almost five by then, but Tamara, a workaholic like Jake Runyon was and I used to be, would probably stay until seven or so. Unless she had a date tonight. She’d taken up again with her old boyfriend, Horace Fields, who had moved back to the city from Philadelphia after losing both his cellist’s chair with the philharmonic there and the wife he’d dumped Tamara for. The reconciliation was a mistake, as far as I was concerned — she didn’t seem as happy as she should have been if it was working out well — but she hadn’t asked for my opinion and I hadn’t offered it. The Dear Abby syndrome is not one of my shortcomings.

I gave her a capsule report on the interview, then put the notes I’d made in order and gave them to her to transcribe into a casefile. Tamara does most of the agency’s computer work — I’ve learned to operate one of the things, but with limited skills and a certain reluctance — and she is about as expert as they come. She also coordinates the various investigations, handles the billing and financial matters. Tamara Corbin, twenty-eight-year-old desk jockey dynamo who had tripled our business since I’d made the wise, very wise, decision to make her a full partner.

She set to work on the preliminaries. Skip-traces are an essential part of the agency’s business, along with insurance-related investigations and employee and personal background checks, and most can be dealt with by relying on the various real-time and other search engines we subscribe to. The Beckett case didn’t seem to be one of those because of the circumstances and particulars, but you never know what might turn up on an Internet search.

She suggested I hang around while she ran the initial checks — she’s fast as well as expert — and I did that. Kerry wouldn’t be home much before seven and Emily would get dinner started; singing was her primary passion, but she also loved to cook. Very good at both, too.

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