criminal justice center. His secretary smiled when Conner walked in.
“Deputy,” she said.
“Ma’am,” Conner said. “Is Mr. Cannon in?”
“I’ll see if he has a minute,” she said. She got up and went to the door behind her. She went inside and when she came out, she waved to Conner.
“He’ll see you.”
The office wasn’t that impressive. Sam Cannon wasn’t very neat. There were files everywhere and when Conner walked in, Sam had his feet propped up on the desk.
“Deputy,” he said.
“Mr. Cannon.”
“Sit.”
Conner sat in the folding chair set in front of Sam’s desk.
“What can I do for you, Deputy?”
“You know that case you just got, the one with the dog killer?”
“What’s the name?”
“Jason Frye.”
“I haven’t really looked at the file yet. He’s on the docket for tomorrow. What about him?”
“I’m working a missing persons. The person is missing from the mobile home he’s living in.”
Sam’s eyebrows went up. He put his feet down and sat forward in his chair. He put his arms out and clasped his hands.
“And you suspect what?”
“Off the record?”
“Off the record.”
“I think he might have killed an old woman.”
“That’s interesting. Why do you think he killed an old woman?”
“He killed the dog. The dog had been barking since the old woman disappeared. Something’s just not right. I don’t have anything to go on but my gut. I need some hard evidence.”
“Like?”
“Like her bank statements.”
“I assume you’ve been to the house.”
“I spoke to the guy. I asked where she was and he claims she went on a cruise to Europe.”
“What makes you think she didn’t?”
“She’s ninety and she doesn’t have a passport.”
“Do you know that for sure?”
“As sure as I’m gonna be for now.”
“This isn’t enough to support a subpoena. You said you were working a missing persons case. Who filed it?”
“Her niece.”
“Does the niece have a power of attorney?”
“I don’t know.”
“If she does, she can go to the bank and ask them directly. It would be faster.”
“So you won’t do it?”
“Try getting them with the niece first.”
“Okay. But if we can’t, I’ll be back.”
“Come back with more.”
Chapter 15
It was getting dark when the girls got back to the condo. Lisa was in a New York frame of mind. Dark equaled cold. Being in Florida in December took some getting used to. She handed Mel her towel and phone while she fiddled with the lock on the condo door.
“I keep forgetting to leave this light on,” she said about the porch light. “And that it gets dark by five o’clock.”
“Vera will be eating her dinner now,” Mel said.
“Is that the old lady you’re staying with?”
“Yeah. She’s nice. She stays out of my business.”
“That’s good. Shit. I can’t get this key to go in.”
“I forgot my phone. Does your phone have a flashlight?”
“Yeah.” Lisa took the phone from her bag and scrolled through her apps. She found the flashlight and turned it on. “There you are.”
She put the key into the lock, opened the door, and turned on the kitchen light.
“I should just leave that outside light on all the time,” Lisa said.
“Would they get pissed if you did?”
“No. This is a private place. No one is watching.”
“Is there any food here?” Mel asked.
“No. Sandy and I ate out all the time. You hungry already?”
Mel’s stomach was on Vera time. “Yeah, kind of.”
“I guess we could go eat. We have to change. By then it will be six. But the clubs don’t get going until nine or ten. What will we do for four hours?”
“We’re going to clubs?” Mel asked. She had to call Vera and tell her she wouldn’t be coming there.
“What did you think? Come on, Mel. This is why we’re here.”
“Um, okay. I’ve gotta make a phone call.”
Mel went to Sandy’s vacated bedroom and closed the door. She really didn’t feel like going to clubs. She usually
“Deputy,” she said.
“Ma’am,” Conner said. “Is Mr. Cannon in?”
“I’ll see if he has a minute,” she said. She got up and went to the door behind her. She went inside and when she came out, she waved to Conner.
“He’ll see you.”
The office wasn’t that impressive. Sam Cannon wasn’t very neat. There were files everywhere and when Conner walked in, Sam had his feet propped up on the desk.
“Deputy,” he said.
“Mr. Cannon.”
“Sit.”
Conner sat in the folding chair set in front of Sam’s desk.
“What can I do for you, Deputy?”
“You know that case you just got, the one with the dog killer?”
“What’s the name?”
“Jason Frye.”
“I haven’t really looked at the file yet. He’s on the docket for tomorrow. What about him?”
“I’m working a missing persons. The person is missing from the mobile home he’s living in.”
Sam’s eyebrows went up. He put his feet down and sat forward in his chair. He put his arms out and clasped his hands.
“And you suspect what?”
“Off the record?”
“Off the record.”
“I think he might have killed an old woman.”
“That’s interesting. Why do you think he killed an old woman?”
“He killed the dog. The dog had been barking since the old woman disappeared. Something’s just not right. I don’t have anything to go on but my gut. I need some hard evidence.”
“Like?”
“Like her bank statements.”
“I assume you’ve been to the house.”
“I spoke to the guy. I asked where she was and he claims she went on a cruise to Europe.”
“What makes you think she didn’t?”
“She’s ninety and she doesn’t have a passport.”
“Do you know that for sure?”
“As sure as I’m gonna be for now.”
“This isn’t enough to support a subpoena. You said you were working a missing persons case. Who filed it?”
“Her niece.”
“Does the niece have a power of attorney?”
“I don’t know.”
“If she does, she can go to the bank and ask them directly. It would be faster.”
“So you won’t do it?”
“Try getting them with the niece first.”
“Okay. But if we can’t, I’ll be back.”
“Come back with more.”
Chapter 15
It was getting dark when the girls got back to the condo. Lisa was in a New York frame of mind. Dark equaled cold. Being in Florida in December took some getting used to. She handed Mel her towel and phone while she fiddled with the lock on the condo door.
“I keep forgetting to leave this light on,” she said about the porch light. “And that it gets dark by five o’clock.”
“Vera will be eating her dinner now,” Mel said.
“Is that the old lady you’re staying with?”
“Yeah. She’s nice. She stays out of my business.”
“That’s good. Shit. I can’t get this key to go in.”
“I forgot my phone. Does your phone have a flashlight?”
“Yeah.” Lisa took the phone from her bag and scrolled through her apps. She found the flashlight and turned it on. “There you are.”
She put the key into the lock, opened the door, and turned on the kitchen light.
“I should just leave that outside light on all the time,” Lisa said.
“Would they get pissed if you did?”
“No. This is a private place. No one is watching.”
“Is there any food here?” Mel asked.
“No. Sandy and I ate out all the time. You hungry already?”
Mel’s stomach was on Vera time. “Yeah, kind of.”
“I guess we could go eat. We have to change. By then it will be six. But the clubs don’t get going until nine or ten. What will we do for four hours?”
“We’re going to clubs?” Mel asked. She had to call Vera and tell her she wouldn’t be coming there.
“What did you think? Come on, Mel. This is why we’re here.”
“Um, okay. I’ve gotta make a phone call.”
Mel went to Sandy’s vacated bedroom and closed the door. She really didn’t feel like going to clubs. She usually
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