Every Fifteen Minutes by Scottoline Lisa

Author:Scottoline, Lisa [Scottoline, Lisa]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781466874619
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-four

The room was a small beige rectangle, and the outer wall was a floor-to-ceiling glass covered by white blinds, while the wall on the right was a massive black sheet of glass, obviously an observation window. Eric could see a fuzzy silhouette of himself ghosted faintly in its dark reflection. He sat perched on the edge of a black mesh chair at a narrow table with a fake-wood top, pressed against one wall. He set his phone on the table, which otherwise held only a black landline telephone and, inexplicably, a roll of toilet paper.

“Here you go, Eric.” Detective Rhoades returned and eased heavily into the chair catty-corner. He set two bottles of water down on the table and slid one to Eric.

“Thanks.” Eric uncapped the bottle and drank thirstily as Detective Pagano entered the room with a water bottle and took a chair at the other end of the table. Eric could see, in the indirect light from the window, that Pagano was maybe ten years younger than Detective Rhoades, probably in his early thirties, with cheeks that bore the faint pitting of adolescent acne. His face was long and narrow and his small, dark eyes were set too close-together, which gave him an unfriendly aspect.

“So, Eric, thanks for coming down. We really appreciate it.”

“I’m happy to help.”

“This is a new investigation, and we like to dot our i’s and cross our t’s. That’s why we videotape our interviews. You don’t mind, do you?”

Eric hesitated. “Uh, no, but where’s the camera?”

“Behind there.” Detective Rhoades waved at the black glass. “So, tell me about yourself. What’s it like to be the head doctor on the psychiatry department? No pun intended.” He chuckled. “Get it? Head doctor, head doctor.”

“Funny.” Eric managed a smile.

“You like it?”

“My job? I love it.”

“How long have you been at HGH?”

“Fifteen years.”

“What are the hours like?”

“It’s basically nine-to-five.”

“Must be nice.”

Eric felt defensive, for some reason. He sensed the detective’s demeanor change, becoming less friendly. “I have private patients, too. I see them at my house.”

“You’re allowed to do that? Moonlight, like that?”

“Yes. It’s not atypical. Why?”

“Just curious. I moonlight too. Do security at parties.” Detective Rhoades shrugged his heavy shoulders. “You weren’t just getting in to work when I saw you, were you?”

“No. I was at a meeting.” Eric wasn’t about to elaborate.

“You got a family? Me, I have a wife, three kids.”

“Uh, I mean, yes.”

“But you live alone, right? I looked you up. You live in the Township.”

“Right, yes.” Eric was surprised the detective had looked him up, but he shouldn’t have been. Everybody Googled everybody nowadays.

“So you’re not living with your family?”

“Do we need to talk about my family?” Eric didn’t want to talk about Hannah or Caitlin. The detective could know Caitlin was an A.D.A. “I’d like to talk about Renée Bevilacqua. That’s why we’re here, isn’t it?”

“Okay, yes, no problem.” Detective Rhoades eased back in his chair and crossed his legs. His fleshy face fell into grim lines. “Tell me what you know about her.

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