Faye Kellerman_Decker & Lazarus 16 by The Burnt House

Author:The Burnt House [House, The Burnt]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Los Angeles (Calif.), Police Procedural, Police, Mystery & Detective, Police - California - Los Angeles, Political, Lazarus; Rina (Fictitious Character), Fiction, Missing Persons, Mystery Fiction, General, Decker; Peter (Fictitious Character), Suspense, Flight Attendants, Romance, Aircraft Accidents
ISBN: 9780061227363
Publisher: Harper
Published: 2007-01-01T06:00:00+00:00

25

DECKER SHIFTED THE phone from one ear to the other. “Run that by me again.”

“I dropped a pen in Dresden’s apartment,” Marge said. “When I bent down to retrieve it under the couch, by accident, I pulled out a pink cell phone. Dresden claimed it was his, but when Oliver called Dresden’s cell-phone number, his pocket rang…not the phone that I found.”

“Okay.”

“Then he claimed that this pink cell phone—with daisies all over it and the initials R.D. on the back—was his lost cell phone.”

“Okay. So what are we trying to do—hold on a sec.” Hollander had emerged from the bowels of the Crypt. Decker checked his watch. “What’s going on?”

“They’ll be packed up and ready to roll in ten minutes.”

“It’s almost five.”

“I called Koby. The tech agreed to wait, but I think it’s going to cost the LAPD a gourmet dinner.”

“We can manage that. So we’re still okay with the hospital to use the machine?”

“That I haven’t asked because I don’t want to know the answer.”

Decker raked his hands through his hair and exhaled. “How long does it take to pack up a friggin’ skull?”

“Patience, Loo.” Hollander smiled and played with the curled ends of his mustache. “You don’t want to lose evidence, do you?”

Decker rolled his eyes and returned to his phone conversation. “Sorry, Marge, I’m back. So what’s going on here?”

Marge said, “In short, both Oliver and I are convinced that I found Roseanne Dresden’s phone. If she died on the plane crash, what was her phone doing under the couch?”

“You just happened to find her phone?”

“Yep,” Marge fibbed. “I dropped my pen and found the phone. Simple as that.”

“You weren’t hunting around for anything.”

“I was taking notes around the condo, but I wasn’t hunting for anything other than my dropped pen.”

“No opening drawers or closets or—”

“No, nothing like that. I dropped my pen and I found the phone.”

“And now Dresden’s claiming that it’s his phone?”

“No, he’s claiming that it’s a phone that he lost months ago.”

“And how are we going to disprove that?”

“It was in a pink case with daisies and has the initials R.D. on the back.”

“It still could be his phone.”

“I know.” She thought a moment. “The easiest thing is to find out where Roseanne purchased the phone and see if it matches the invoice. Then we could find out if Dresden ever purchased a phone like that.”

“Even if we found out where Roseanne bought the phone, which I don’t see how we can do that, it won’t prove anything. Dresden could say she bought it for him. Or he could just deny that you even found her phone. How would you prove otherwise?”

Marge said, “It’s a distinctive phone, Pete. How could I describe it that clearly if I had never met Roseanne?”

“Dresden could still claim she bought it for him.”

“With the initials R.D. on the back?”

“She used it and then gave it to him.”

“Then how about if I interview some of Roseanne’s friends? I’ll have them describe Roseanne’s phone to me.”

“To counter that, Dresden could say that you found out what it looks like by talking to her friends and then framed him.

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