Death Angel by Fairstein Linda

Author:Fairstein, Linda [Fairstein, Linda]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Mystery, Thriller
ISBN: 9781410459770
Publisher: DUTTON ADULT
Published: 2012-12-31T18:30:00+00:00

TWENTY-ONE

“Did that snow monkey get a piece of your cheek, or did you cut yourself shaving this morning?” Mike asked.

It was 1:30 in the afternoon, and for the first time in days, clouds were moving in over the Park. We were standing at the foot of the Bow Bridge, where Angel’s body had been found.

“Must have been a cat,” I said.

“Want to tell me about it?” he asked, hands on hips as he kept up the usual tone of our patter in front of the group of cops standing behind him.

“Nothing to tell. I just scraped it on the edge of the kitchen cabinet when I reached for a coffee mug.”

“I know you can’t cook, Coop, but not even a safe cup of brew?”

“Danger everywhere,” I said. There was no point telling him about my tête-à-tête with Jessica Pell unless my efforts failed. “What’s here?”

“I checked in with Hal Sherman this morning, to see the Panoscan.”

“They filmed it right from this spot, didn’t they?”

“Exactly. It’s interesting, but I don’t know that it gives us much.”

Mike was looking due north, and I took my place next to him. We were even with East 73rd Street, though much closer to Central Park West.

“To the north,” he said, “all you can see is the Ramble. It’s tree covered and so steep that anything—or anyone—up there would be obscured from viewing this place or being in sight range. There could be a connection, of course, or it could be where the killer came from—”

“And the body, too.”

“Yes, and the body. But the foliage is too dense to see through.”

He turned to his right and I did the same. Above the tree line, the upper floors and rooftops of the prestigious addresses of Fifth Avenue—the Gold Coast, as it has often been called—dominated the view.

“See how many of them have the little eyelid windows you were talking about?” Mike said.

“All the old buildings do.”

“The staff sure had the best views, if nothing else.”

Then we took in the southern perimeter, just as we had from the Arsenal roof the night before. Finally we were facing west, staring directly at the façade and roof of the Dakota, with a completely unobstructed view.

“I froze the Panoscan right there,” Mike said, “and zoomed it in. You can see everything so clearly from this point.”

“Did you catch anyone looking out the windows?” I asked, jokingly.

He held out his arm, pointing at the apartment. “I swear there’s a shadow—a shadow the size of a person—framed in the window on the ninth floor, right above where Dalton lives.”

“Really?”

“Hal is going to try to enhance the shot for me. Probably not a big deal, though. There were sirens and lot of police activity by the time the Panoscan team arrived. I’ll bet half the buildings on both sides of the Park had people rubbernecking from their windows.”

“I guess so. Anything else?”

“That’s it. Just wanted you to see it from this perspective.”

When I called Mike before I left the office, he told me that Mia Schneider had arranged for us to visit Lavinia Dalton.

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