on.
âAnyway, I need a statement. Just tell me everything that happened after you got to the building your missing person used to live in. Now, first your full name.â Dalton typed quickly with two fingers. He turned the paper up to the address line, but stopped there. âWhat the hell kind of a name is Hannibal anyway?â
âMy folks wanted to name me after a great conquering general,â Hannibal grinned. âAlexander was too common, I guess, and Germans donât think much of Napoleon.â
âGermans?â
âLong story,â Hannibal said.
When Hannibal stepped into the sun, he found Ray in the limo, dozing behind the wheel. He managed to open the door and climb into the back seat without waking his driver. After pulling off his shoes, he stretched his legs out on the white leather and pulled out his flip phone. After getting through a dispatcher, he managed to get Orson Rissik on the phone.
âHey, Iâm glad you called. We found your car.â
âAlleluia!â Hannibal snapped a fist into the air. âWhere was it?â
âHe ran it out of gas on a side street in Pennsylvania. Iâve already had an officer drive it back here.â
âYouâre a hell of a cop, Orson,â Hannibal said. âWhat about the killerâs own car?â
âStolen too,â Rissik said. There was a funny pause which made Hannibal tune in to the phone more closely. âIn fact, he stole it from a guy in Baltimore,â Rissik continued. âFunny thing, the car was never reported stolen until about half an hour before Patonâs murder.â
âI got something funnier for you,â Hannibal said. âAnd I want you to remember I was cooperative with you, sharing what I got.â
Hannibal could feel Rissikâs smile over the phone. âUnderstood.â
Sure was a pleasure dealing with a pro. âIke Paton was really a hard case named Patrick Louis. Got a record up here and he was in the rackets.â
âThanks,â Rissik said, and Hannibal could imagine him examining his own cards to see if he had anything Hannibal might want. When he finally spoke, he said, âYou know, I was thinking you might like to meet the shooter again.â
âYou got that right.â
âWell, I was going to ask the Baltimore cops to check out the owner of the getaway vehicle,â Rissik said, âbut our interagency cooperation isnât always what it could be, you know. Would you consider doing a Virginia cop a favor?â
Hannibalâs grin broadened as he swung his feet back to the floor. âI think Iâve got a couple of hours to kill. If it would help you out, Detective Rissik, Iâd be happy to check out the carâs owner for you. Just give me his name and address.â
Hannibal hit the disconnect button and immediately punched in another number from memory. He had called the offices of Nieswand and Balor earlier but he was not smiling this much when he spoke to the receptionist before. His heart always lifted when he asked to speak to Cynthia Santiago. He was humming an old soul ballad when she came on the line.
âHello.â
âCindy, itâs me,â he said. âHowâs the day going?â
âIâm pretty busy right now.â
Hannibal raised an eyebrow. âI see. Well, how about breaking away from all that. The cops tell me they found my car and itâs drivable. Why donât you bring it up here and we can have dinner somewhere and you can help out on this case.â
Long pause. âWhy?â
âWhy?â Hannibal was shaken. Did he forget a birthday or something? âBecause I donât get to see enough of you when Iâm on a case. And because Iâve got to ask somebody some questions and it would help to have an attorney on the scene.â After a few seconds of silence, he said, âCindy? You there?â
âYes. Will this help
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