activity of money laundering. It also
would have contained a component to track money laundering by government
officials who seek to divert public assets. Once it had been implemented
domestically, we could have sold it worldwide.”
“But he never finished?” I asked.
“No. And no one else had his expertise to continue. It’s a
pity that he didn’t complete his contract. I’m sure the IMF would have assisted
him, any way we could, had he told us that his medical condition was severe.”
“What medical condition?” Ken asked.
She leafed through the file. “Here it is, tension headaches.
Apparently, they were quite severe. He saw Dr. Martin, our staff physician. I
believe he referred him to a specialist.”
“Is Dr. Martin still here?” I asked hurriedly.
She shook her head. “Our project staff is all contract. Mr.
Brick’s was the longest I’ve seen. He was an asset. Dr. Martin left just after
Mr. Brick. That was more than three years ago.”
“Left?” I echoed. “Do you mean Mr. Brick quit?”
“Why, yes.” She sounded surprised. “Dr. Martin had referred
him to a specialist. I believe he had recommended that he leave his job. His
opinion was that the job was causing Mr. Brick’s tension headaches.”
“Did the IMF provide this information to the police four
years ago?” Ken asked.
She frowned. “I don’t see why they would have. Why exactly
are you here, Officer?”
Ken and I glanced at each other. He looked as confused as I
was.
Brick’s cold case file had information about his job with
the IMF but not in detail. We had assumed that our colleagues, who had started
up Brick’s case four years ago, would have gone to the IMF to investigate and
informed them of his disappearance. Was it possible that they didn’t know? Or
was Ms. Sedgwick clueless because she was new? It could be that if Brick quit
his job before his trip to the Dundalk 7-Eleven, they didn’t know their former
employee had disappeared.
“Did he submit a letter of resignation?” I asked, motioning
toward the file.
“I believe it was a verbal arrangement, given over the
phone.”
“So there’s nothing in his file to suggest resignation?”
She frowned. “His employment was properly terminated. All
the administrative procedures have been documented. That’s only done when the
employee quits. Given Dr. Martin’s files, I assumed it was for medical reason.”
Horowitz and Weiss had opened the case. Both were now
Inspectors in Robbery. They were good cops. We had consulted with them often,
when reviewing Brick’s files. They would not have forgotten to visit the IMF, to
tell them that Brick was a missing persons case. Even if he had resigned,
Horowitz and Weiss should have gone to the IMF and carried away all the
information in his personnel file. Yet, we had no medical information. Nothing
about the headaches, or that Brick had consulted the staff physician who had
referred him to a specialist—or that he’d resigned.
“Was this information available four years ago?” I asked.
“Why, of course.”
“And if we’d asked for it you would have provided it?”
“I wasn’t here then.”
“But it’s been in his file all along?” I persisted. It was
possible that if Brick quit his job before his trip to the Dundalk 7-Eleven,
they didn’t know their former employee had disappeared.
“Yes, of course. It’s in our database, as well as a hardcopy
in our archives.”
“Who would have released this information if the police had
asked for it four years ago?”
“My predecessor and our staff physician.”
“Who was your predecessor?” I asked.
“Mrs. Lock. But I’m afraid you won’t be able to get in touch
with her. She passed away. That’s how her position became vacant. It was a
boating accident. She drowned. There were two acting supervisors for a year and
then I got the job.”
“So Mrs. Lock and Dr. Martin would have released this
information four years ago?”
She nodded.
We asked her
would have contained a component to track money laundering by government
officials who seek to divert public assets. Once it had been implemented
domestically, we could have sold it worldwide.”
“But he never finished?” I asked.
“No. And no one else had his expertise to continue. It’s a
pity that he didn’t complete his contract. I’m sure the IMF would have assisted
him, any way we could, had he told us that his medical condition was severe.”
“What medical condition?” Ken asked.
She leafed through the file. “Here it is, tension headaches.
Apparently, they were quite severe. He saw Dr. Martin, our staff physician. I
believe he referred him to a specialist.”
“Is Dr. Martin still here?” I asked hurriedly.
She shook her head. “Our project staff is all contract. Mr.
Brick’s was the longest I’ve seen. He was an asset. Dr. Martin left just after
Mr. Brick. That was more than three years ago.”
“Left?” I echoed. “Do you mean Mr. Brick quit?”
“Why, yes.” She sounded surprised. “Dr. Martin had referred
him to a specialist. I believe he had recommended that he leave his job. His
opinion was that the job was causing Mr. Brick’s tension headaches.”
“Did the IMF provide this information to the police four
years ago?” Ken asked.
She frowned. “I don’t see why they would have. Why exactly
are you here, Officer?”
Ken and I glanced at each other. He looked as confused as I
was.
Brick’s cold case file had information about his job with
the IMF but not in detail. We had assumed that our colleagues, who had started
up Brick’s case four years ago, would have gone to the IMF to investigate and
informed them of his disappearance. Was it possible that they didn’t know? Or
was Ms. Sedgwick clueless because she was new? It could be that if Brick quit
his job before his trip to the Dundalk 7-Eleven, they didn’t know their former
employee had disappeared.
“Did he submit a letter of resignation?” I asked, motioning
toward the file.
“I believe it was a verbal arrangement, given over the
phone.”
“So there’s nothing in his file to suggest resignation?”
She frowned. “His employment was properly terminated. All
the administrative procedures have been documented. That’s only done when the
employee quits. Given Dr. Martin’s files, I assumed it was for medical reason.”
Horowitz and Weiss had opened the case. Both were now
Inspectors in Robbery. They were good cops. We had consulted with them often,
when reviewing Brick’s files. They would not have forgotten to visit the IMF, to
tell them that Brick was a missing persons case. Even if he had resigned,
Horowitz and Weiss should have gone to the IMF and carried away all the
information in his personnel file. Yet, we had no medical information. Nothing
about the headaches, or that Brick had consulted the staff physician who had
referred him to a specialist—or that he’d resigned.
“Was this information available four years ago?” I asked.
“Why, of course.”
“And if we’d asked for it you would have provided it?”
“I wasn’t here then.”
“But it’s been in his file all along?” I persisted. It was
possible that if Brick quit his job before his trip to the Dundalk 7-Eleven,
they didn’t know their former employee had disappeared.
“Yes, of course. It’s in our database, as well as a hardcopy
in our archives.”
“Who would have released this information if the police had
asked for it four years ago?”
“My predecessor and our staff physician.”
“Who was your predecessor?” I asked.
“Mrs. Lock. But I’m afraid you won’t be able to get in touch
with her. She passed away. That’s how her position became vacant. It was a
boating accident. She drowned. There were two acting supervisors for a year and
then I got the job.”
“So Mrs. Lock and Dr. Martin would have released this
information four years ago?”
She nodded.
We asked her
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