Dos Equis by Anthony Bidulka

Author:Anthony Bidulka
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781554830800
Publisher: calibre
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Part Two

Chapter 11

Some years ago, during a particularly fascinating dinner party, attended by some deep and weighty thinkers, someone asked this profound question: What do you wish you could un-know? At the time, my response was sadly uninspired and moribund; something about nearly running over a kitten with my bicycle when I was a boy. I didn’t fully appreciate the question.

But now, I do.

There were times, during the past five weeks, when I deeply regretted my decision to catch Frances Huber. I wished I could turn my back, run away, and un-know her and all the terrible things she’d done.

Jane Cross was shot to death in her office by Lynette Kraus. But someone else was ultimately responsible for that death, and, as it turned out, many others. That someone was Frances Huber. As JP Taine and I laboriously sorted through sordid details and began to uncover the wicked ways of Ms. Huber, it became chillingly obvious that we’d found that thing that many believe only exists in fairy tales. We’d found a monster.

And so, I made a promise to myself.

I would do whatever it took to bring this monster to justice.

I knew it would take a great many resources. Particularly money and time, both of which I’d already been using up like water in a desert. Yet, in a way, this felt very right to me. There was a certain poetic justice to the fact that, after spending a year of nurturing myself, with this promise, I would pay the price.

So, no, it was not the giving up of time, or money, or any other sacrifice, now or in the future, that I regretted. What I regretted was becoming embroiled in the ugly, sad, unapologetically immoral particulars of Frances Huber’s life.

The saying “knowledge is power” is no more true than when you are a detective planning a caper against a bad guy. Five weeks ago, JP and I had hastily pieced together bits and pieces of the events that we believed led up to Jane Cross’s death, and Frances Huber’s involvement in those events. But none of it constituted proof. The only potential proof had disappeared with the MOM file that was created and, we suspected, later destroyed by Lynette Kraus. I needed new information. I needed solid information. It was time to go into serious research mode.

It was also time to go into serious fundraising mode. If I was going to do this, I needed cash. To get cash, I needed work. My life for the next several weeks became focussed on two things only: making money and doing research. JP returned to Regina to deal with an increasingly difficult situation between his sister and Jane’s family. He also reported back to his part-time job at Duncan’s Shoes.

Although non-stop work and research may not sound exciting and glamorous to some…well, to most…those weeks turned out to be amongst the most creative, stimulating, and intense of my professional and personal life. I was crackling. I was making things happen with the satisfying, precise clicks of puzzle pieces fitting together with startling regularity.

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