affair you keep tabs on the boyfriend.
âNow youâll get divorced people where one of the parents doesnât like the courtâs ruling on child custody, so the parent steals his own kids or her own kids. Cases like that, where the kids are school age, we call up the school where the kids used to go. I say Iâm the principal out here in Tulsa and Iâm inquiring about the transcripts for these kids. And usually Iâll find out the transcripts have already been sent out to a school in Boise, Idaho. Bingo.
âEven the worst cases get solved sooner or later. Most of them.
âSee, the thing is, is that people tend to stay with the same social level. Theyâre comfortable with their own kind of people and they seek out those kind of people. Eventually, see, thereâs going to be a coincidence. Eventually theyâre going to run into somebody from their old life that recognizes them. Maybe right away, maybe five years down the road. But itâll happen. It always does. Thereâs only one way to prevent it, and thatâs when they make themselves over into a totally different person. New interests, new social class, new everything. And there just arenât a whole lot of people capable of doing that.
âAnd even then we get them sometimes. People make mistakes. And thatâs what we look for, mistakes.â
He poked the cigar in his mouth, squinted through the smoke, spread both hands out with palms up and gave her a nasty little smile. âThatâs how we do it, Mrs. LaCasse. And notice at no time do my fingers leave my hands.â
He chuckled at his little joke and she managed to smile appreciatively before she said:
âItâs utterly fascinating. I donâtâlook. Letâs take it from the other end for a moment. Just hypothetically. Itâs just so interesting. Do you mind? Suppose you take an ordinary housewife. Suppose one day she decides to disappear without a trace, and suppose, oh, letâs say she knows her husband is likely to hire someone like you to find her and she wants to make sure she doesnât get found. How would a person go about disappearing so completely that even you couldnât find him?â
âOrdinary woman, ordinary husband? I guess she might get away with it if she knew how. But of course thatâd be different with somebody like you, Mrs. LaCasse. Somebody with a husband like yours, I mean.â
âThat goes without saying.â She smiled yet again. âBut I am curious.â
âIâll tell you then. Your ordinary housewife in South Orange, you mean. Thereâs a lot of things she might do.
âFor openers sheâd have to clean out her bank accounts in cash and then throw away her checkbooks and all her credit cards.
âBest way to do thatâs put it all in a wallet and let somebody else lay a false trail for her.
âHow she does that, thereâs a dozen ways. Railroad stationâs pretty good. Trailways depots are okay. Airports arenât so good because people tend to be a little more honest about lost possessions.
âAnyhow maybe she just gets on a turnpike in the direction opposite to the direction sheâs really heading. Sheâd stop in one of those service area Howard Johnsonâs and leave the wallet in the ladiesâ room. Make it look like she left it behind by mistake. You know how women empty out their handbags when theyâre trying to find the lipstick.
âThe wallet may get turned in and returned to the husband, in which case heâs got a lead in the wrong direction, but people beinâ what they are itâs more likely somebody steals the wallet. Next thing you know theyâll be passing bad checks and running up credit card charges two hundred miles away, laying down a beautiful false trail for you. Am I boring you?â
She gave him another smile and tried to hide its insincerity. âIf I get bored Iâll yawn. Go on,
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