Greg Iles - Turning Angel

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Turning Angel marks the long-awaited return of Penn Cage, the lawyer hero of The Quiet Game, and introduces Drew Elliott, the highly respected doctor who saved Penn's life in a hiking accident when they were boys. As two of the most prominent citizens of Natchez, Drew and Penn sit on the school board of their alma mater, St. Stephen's Prep. When the nude body of a young female student is found near the Mississippi River, the entire community is shocked – but no one more than Penn, who discovers that his best friend was entangled in a passionate relationship with the girl and may be accused of her murder.
On the surface, Kate Townsend seems the most unlikely murder victim imaginable. A star student and athlete, she'd been accepted to Harvard and carried the hope and pride of the town on her shoulders. But like her school and her town, Kate also had a secret life – one about which her adult lover knew little. When Drew begs Penn to defend him, Penn allows his sense of obligation to override his instinct and agrees. Yet before he can begin, both men are drawn into a dangerous web of blackmail and violence. Drew reacts like anything but an innocent man, and Penn finds himself doubting his friend's motives and searching for a path out of harm's way.
More dangerous yet is Shad Johnson, the black district attorney whose dream is to send a rich white man to death row in Mississippi. At Shad's order, Drew is jailed, the police cease hunting Kate's killer, and Penn realizes that only by finding Kate's murderer himself can he save his friend's life.
With his daughter's babysitter as his guide, Penn penetrates the secret world of St. Stephen's, a place that parents never see, where reality veers so radically from appearance that Penn risks losing his own moral compass. St. Stephen's is a dark mirror of the adult world, one populated by steroid-crazed jocks, girls desperate for attention, jaded teens flirting with nihilism, and hidden among them all – one true psychopath. It is Penn's journey into the heart of his alma mater that gives Turning Angel its hypnotic power, for on that journey he finds that the intersection of the adult and nearly adult worlds is a dangerous place indeed. By the time Penn arrives at the shattering truth behind Kate Townsend's death, his quiet Southern town will never be the same.

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”The police found Kate’s cell phone in the woods not far from her house.“ I lower my voice to a whisper. ”Also not far from where you told me you found her body.“

He watches me without speaking for a while. ”What’s so bad about that? Had she tried to call me or something?“

”I don’t know. But she had some pictures stored in her phone. Explicit pictures.“

Another slow blink. ”Pictures of what?“

”You. Unclothed.“

Drew closes his eyes but says nothing.

”I saw them. One looks like your penis, another looks like your ass. What I remember from the high school dressing room, anyway.“

”Do any show my face?“

”Yes. In one you’re sleeping naked.“

”Goddamn it. I told her to erase that stuff.“ He grits his teeth and shakes his head, but it’s hard to be angry at a dead girl. ”Is that all the bad news?“

”No. Someone saw you park your car in that vacant lot near the creek after all. Honestly, that’s the most damning piece of evidence they have, because unlike the rest, which only prove an affair, that puts you close to what they may eventually prove was the crime scene.“

Drew lays his elbows on the narrow ledge on his side of the visiting window. ”What about the good news?“

”We’re not done with the bad yet.“

”Shit.“

”The semen that the serology tests say is yours wasn’t swabbed from Kate’s vagina. It came from her rectum.“

Drew looks at me like a man offended by a personal question. ”What are you asking me, Penn?“

”Is your DNA going to match that semen when the big test comes back?“

He looks away, then back at me. ”Kate liked to finish that way sometimes, okay? I don’t know why, but she got a lot of pleasure from that. I did, too, obviously. We probably did that…one out of every four times.“

I don’t speak for a while. I’m trying to judge his honesty about a subject on which Drew is the only living authority.

”Why?“ he asks. ”Did somebody make a big deal of that?“

”Kate was in high school, Drew. Everybody’s going to make a big deal out of that. It’s going to make you look a lot more guilty of rape to a lot of people.“

”That’s crazy. It was her idea. Ellen and I never had anal sex.“

”Because you never asked, or because Ellen refused?“

He stares at me with wide eyes, then hangs his head. ”I see what you mean.“

”The autopsy report says Kate had both vaginal and anal trauma indicative of rape. Would you have traumatized her back there?“

”No way. She relaxed totally during that act. If she was traumatized back there, whoever raped her did it.“

I think about this for a while. ”Did Kate ever ask you to choke her during sex?“

His head pops up. ”No. Why?“

I lower my voice to a whisper. ”Did you know Kate kept a journal?“

Drew glances at the door behind him, then turns back to me and nods.

”Kate’s mother brought that to me, with some of her other personal things. She didn’t want the police to find them.“

”That’s good. I told you Jenny understood.“

”Kate wrote in her journal about wanting you to choke her. Apparently Steve Sayers used to do that to her, and at her request.“

Bewilderment. ”She never told me that. And she never asked me to do it.“

I’m almost afraid to ask the next question. ”Did you two ever bring anyone else into your bed?“

”Did she write that we did?“

I’m tempted to lie and try to trap him, but I don’t. ”She wrote about wanting to do it.“

Drew looks like he might be about to ask me what she wrote about that subject. But then he says, ”She did want to. We might have done it in the future, but…no, we never did.“

”Kate had three miniature flash drives in the box with her journal. The USB type. Lexar.“

”Did you open them?“

”I couldn’t. They’re password-protected.“

He looks intrigued but offers nothing.

”Do you know the passwords to those disks?“

”No.“

”They’re high-capacity drives-five hundred twelve meg. I’m thinking they have digital photos on them. If it turned out that she had some pictures of other men-even one other man-that might really help you.“

Drew is no longer looking at me. ”I don’t know her password,“ he says. ”Not even for her e-mail account. She was private about stuff like that.“

”Okay. Let’s try a little good news-although on a personal level, you may see it as bad. Have you seen the morning paper?“

”No.“

”Have you ever heard the name Cyrus White?“

Drew looks blank. ”No. Who is he?“

”A black drug dealer.“

No reaction.

”Kate had some contact with this guy,“ I go on. ”Regular contact. She visited Cyrus every month or so at the Brightside Manor Apartments.“

”Brightside Manor?“ Shock now. ”What the hell was she doing there?“

”Nobody knows. I got this from Sonny Cross, the narcotics agent. Keep that to yourself, by the way. Sonny says it’s unlikely that Kate went there to buy drugs, because girls like Kate don’t need to buy drugs. Guys will give them whatever they want. Did you ever see Kate get high?“

”Hell no,“ Drew says distractedly. He’s obviously preoccupied with this new information about his mistress. ”Kate hated drugs. I think she tried grass when she was fifteen, but she didn’t like what it did to her head.“ He scratches his shoulder as though to kill a bug under his clothes. ”But why else would she go to a place like that?“

I try to choose my words carefully, but there’s no way to sugarcoat this. ”Sonny suggested that she might have gone there solely to see Cyrus.“

Drew pales. ”You’re out of your mind. Or Cross is. What does that redneck know about Kate anyway? He’s never spoken to her in his life.“

”He apparently knows more than you do about at least one part of her life, as hard as that may be for you to swallow. We don’t have time for hurt feelings, Drew. We need to figure out what the hell Kate was doing at Brightside.“

Drew shakes his head again, but whether from anger or puzzlement, I can’t tell.

”This isn’t some twenty-year-old punk we’re talking about,“ I explain. ”Cyrus is a thirty-four-year-old veteran of Desert Storm. He runs the serious drug trade for the whole city. He has ties to Asian gangs on the Gulf Coast, and he ruthlessly wiped out his competition here when he went into business.“

Drew turns up his palms. ”I don’t know what to say, okay? This is totally out of the blue for me. Is there anything else you can tell me?“

”According to Sonny, Cyrus has a taste for white girls.“

I see fury building in Drew’s face, and a new tension gathering in his heavily muscled shoulders.

”Stay calm, buddy,“ I say quietly. ”In the journal Kate kept a list of guys she’d hooked up with. Guys and girls.“

Drew looks more interested than surprised. ”Tell me.“

”She listed people she’d made out with, people she’d rejected, and people who had rejected her. Under the heading of guys she’d rejected was the name Cyrus. Beside this name-in parentheses-she wrote: ‘shit, close one!’ In another part of the journal she wrote that Cyrus had come on to her pretty strong during one visit. He backed her into a corner and fondled her breast.“

A steely calm emanates from Drew’s eyes. ”Get me out of here, Penn.“

”I can’t do it. You’re going to be charged with murder this morning. And at my request.“

His mouth drops open.

”It was that or let Sheriff Byrd arrest you. For some reason I don’t yet understand, Billy’s acting as a monkey’s paw for Shad Johnson. So it was basically a choice of jails. The other one’s nicer, but this one’s safer-for our purposes anyway.“

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