06 Every Three Hours by Chris Mooney

Author:Chris Mooney
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781405922449
Publisher: Penguin Books Ltd
Published: 2016-02-11T00:00:00+00:00

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Coop dialled the secretary’s phone number and then conferenced them into the call.

The woman’s name was Deborah Young. After Coop did the quick introductions, the woman informed him that Ms Shapiro still hadn’t called the office and asked if something was wrong. Coop told her they didn’t know anything yet and shuffled her off to Darby.

‘Does Ms Shapiro represent an African American man from Dorchester named Sean Ellis?’ Darby asked.

Young had a matronly voice and spoke in a crisp, cold tone that reminded Darby of her grammar school principal, Sister Agnes. ‘Mr Ellis is – or was, I should say – a client. He died last year, in November.’

‘Died where?’

‘MCI Cedar Junction Prison in Walpole. That information is available on the internet, so I’m not speaking out of school.’

‘Family? Where do they live?’

‘They’re dead, all of them. Mr Ellis’s mother was the last to go. There’s no one left here, as far as I know. You’ll have to ask Ms Shapiro. Have you located her?’

‘We’re working on it. Did you see the news about Detective Hill?’

‘Yes,’ the woman replied, her voice pinched tight. ‘On the Boston.com website. It keeps crashing.’

Darby imagined the woman clutching her string of pearls. ‘What about a former Boston detective named Trey Warren? He’s retired now, worked in Fingerprints.’

‘If this is in regard to the Sean Ellis case, you’ll have to ask Ms Shapiro. I can’t discuss such matters.’

‘All I’m asking is for –’

‘I know what you’re asking, and the answer is no, I can’t discuss any case details with you even if the client is deceased.’

‘How about a client named Levine?’

‘I’m assuming that’s the last name?’

‘I don’t know.’

Darby heard the click of keys on the other end of the line.

‘There’s no one in our database with that name,’ the woman said. ‘I don’t mean to be curt, but I need to get back to work – the phones are ringing off the hook. Call me back with any additional questions, and I’ll help you in any way I can.’

The beauty of working with people for a long time was that you developed your own rhythm and shorthand; you didn’t have to waste time explaining what and what not to do, what you needed. When Coop nodded and walked away, Darby knew he was going to take care of obtaining all the case information on Sean Ellis without alerting Donnelly or BPD.

With Coop out of earshot, Darby turned to Gelfand and said, ‘Send me.’

‘Send you where?’

‘Back inside the lobby. He won’t kill me.’

‘He’ll have to deliver on his threat or he’ll appear weak. Groves was emphatic on that point.’

‘He can’t kill me if I make myself part of the story.’ Darby told him what she wanted to say to the reporters gathered at Mercy Park.

‘That’s a solid idea. Clever,’ Gelfand said after she finished. ‘Still, it’s a gamble. And I’ll need to involve the media people, get them to sign off on it.’

‘You want to waste time running this up the flagpole?’

‘Those two cases you were

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