Casey Mayes - A Killer Column

And if I was right, then neither Cary nor Mindi had done it.

That left Brady and Kelsey, my last two suspects. Kelsey certainly had the most to gain from Derrick’s death, but only if she’d known she would soon be getting his job, instead of being about to be fired herself. How could she have possibly known that she’d end up taking over for him, though? Could there have been anything romantic between them? I doubted it, no matter what a hound dog Derrick was. He liked his women flashy, and he proved it with both his wife and his mistress. I doubted that he’d ever take a second look at Kelsey. I honestly couldn’t see her doing it.

But what about Brady? He had nothing to gain by Derrick’s death on the face of it, but he did stand to lose everything he cared about. Kelsey had told me herself that he was the jealous type, and I didn’t doubt he might have suspected Derrick had made a play for his girlfriend. That alone might not trigger an act of violence, but couple losing his livelihood with an active imagination, and he could have easily killed our syndicator.

It all made sense when I looked at it that way, but how could I ever prove it?

I was about to telephone Zach to tell him my suspicions when Brady stepped out from behind the bush where Zach had originally stood. He had a gun in his hand, which he showed me just before sticking it back into his pocket, though it was clear it was still pointing at me.

“I thought he’d never leave,” Brady said, and there was something in his voice that told me that every last one of my suspicions had been right. “If your husband had stayed around much longer, I’m afraid you both would have died tonight.”

“ I’LL TAKE THAT PLANNER,” HE SAID. “AND YOUR TELEPHONE, too.”

I looked around, but there was no one within shouting distance of us. What a time for the park to be deserted.

“Take it easy, Brady. I’d be glad to give this to you. There’s no reason anyone has to get hurt.”

He laughed at that. “I’m afraid it’s a little too late for that, Savannah. Derrick wouldn’t change his mind, so I had no choice. He had to be dealt with, and so do you.” He looked around us, and then motioned me with his head. “Let’s move over by the lake. I want it to look like we’re a couple out enjoying the evening.”

“Sorry, I’m not that good an actor.”

“Just do it, Savannah.”

I couldn’t argue with that. As we moved toward the white railing that guarded the lake from the pathway, I had to buy myself some time. If I could draw him out, I might be able to save myself until Jenny could get there. “You stood Kelsey up at the hotel so you could kill Derrick. You never had any intention of talking him out of anything.”

“How did you know about that?”

I shrugged. “My husband and I have been asking questions, you know that. You told me you couldn’t find Kelsey, and she told us the same thing. That was pretty clever of you to put suspicion on her, too. Was that her idea, or yours?”

“Don’t talk about her that way,” Brady said, his voice becoming agitated. We were a few feet apart now, with the railing in front of us, and the water just beyond it. Brady kept glancing back over his shoulder, as if he were expecting someone. So was I. He said, “Kelsey wasn’t involved in it at all. She still has no idea that I did it for her, and if I have my way, she’ll never find out.”

“It worked out pretty well for you, didn’t it?” Where was Jenny? I was hoping she’d see Brady with me and call Shawn Murphy, or Zach, or anyone who could help, for that matter.

“Do you think that was just a coincidence? I gave Cary the idea to hire Kelsey and suggested she give her a chance to take over for Derrick. The woman was so pliable, it was almost too easy.”

I kept scanning all around me, but the closest people I could see were on the other side of the lake. They were so far away, Brady could have probably shot me and they’d just think that they’d heard a car backfire.

“Come on, Savannah. Hand me your telephone, or I’m going to take a chance and shoot you to get it. Neither one of us wants that, now do we?”

I thought about using it as a weapon, maybe try to hurl it at his head enough to distract him so I could run away, but I doubted I could throw it hard enough to have any real impact.

I reached into my pocket for my phone, hitting the 2 button as I did, which would call Zach.

“Now,” he commanded.

I hoped the call had time to go through, as I had run out of time to stall. I tossed it toward him, missing his outstretched hand on purpose, and it landed at his feet. Before I could say anything, Brady took the heel of his boot and smashed it into a dozen pieces. When he was satisfied that it was dead, he swept the remnants of it into the lake water.

“I need some of those numbers,” I protested.

“If you don’t hand me that planner, you’re not going to need anything ever again.”

I looked at the folder in my hands. What would he do when he discovered the truth, that Zach and I had been using it as a ruse? I had a feeling that when he looked at those papers, I wasn’t going to live long enough for them to leave his hand and hit the ground.

“Why do you need this?”

“If you’d had any brains, you would have found it yourself.”

I thought about the entries I’d read. “Sorry, I still don’t get it.” And then I remembered the note I’d found written in someone else’s handwriting, a note that didn’t match Derrick’s scrawl, or the usual yellow paper he liked. The words on the lime green paper virtually glowed in front of my eyes.

“You were the one who threatened him,” I said. “I bet you were surprised when you saw that he kept your note.”

“He was hitting on Kelsey,” Brady said. “I couldn’t let him take her from me. Derrick had two women already. Why did he have to go after my girlfriend, too? She’s all I’ve got, and I wasn’t going to let him have her without a fight.”

“And then on top of that, he fired you,” I said.

“I couldn’t believe it. I had no idea it was coming. I went to my car afterward, just like I said I did. The longer I thought about it, the more I realized that I couldn’t let him get away with it. He hadn’t signed the papers yet, he told each of us that, so if I couldn’t get him to change his mind, there was another option. Cary doesn’t care about the business end of things, and from what I’d seen, she never had. I knew I’d have a fair shot at getting her to keep Kelsey on, if I had the chance. Savannah, can you honestly say the world’s not a better place without that louse in it?”

“That’s not up to me to say,” I said. “That was a cute trick with the trash can by the door.”

I was surprised when he smiled. “I had to get that note back. It’s the only thing that links me directly to Derrick’s murder.”

“Not quite the only thing,” I said.

He shrugged. “Without the note, it’s going to be a case of he said/she said. All of us hated him.”

“Not enough to kill him, though,” I said. “Did you really try to kill Kelsey, or was it just staged?”

He smiled. “I had to muddy the waters a little. Besides, she was never in any real danger. I’m getting tired of this. Give me the planner,” Brady said. “I’m not asking you again.”

It was now or never. I started to offer the folder to him when I pretended to trip on a stone. The papers came out, and Brady instinctively used both hands to reach for them, leaving the gun in his pocket.

That was my one chance. As he tried to react to the fallen papers, I threw myself at him, doing my best to drive him over the rail and into the water.