Good Boys by Keelan Ellis

Author:Keelan Ellis
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wayward Ink Publishing
Published: 2016-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

AS SOON AS she was gone, Paul called Tim. “He has another place,” Paul said without preamble. “Some kind of crash pad.” He quickly summed up what he’d learned, then asked, “Have you found anything there?”

“Not yet,” Tim replied, “but the wife opened up a little more. Things are not looking so rosy in the Banks household. She said they haven’t had sex in months and sometimes he doesn’t come home for entire weekends. She seems a little afraid of him.”

“Where did she find the ring?”

“Under the passenger seat of their car. We found what might be dried vomit on the edge of the floor mat, but otherwise nothing else.”

“I think it’s time to pick him up,” Paul said. “I’m close; I can get him.”

“Okay, Paulie, but don’t interview him until I get there. Promise.”

Paul laughed. “Yeah, sure. Pinky swear.”

The boys’ school was less than three miles away, but the drive seemed endless to Paul. Every traffic light felt interminable.

He pulled up in the bus lane in front of the entrance and ran in. When he told the front-office secretary that he needed to see Mr. Banks immediately, she frowned.

“I’m sorry, Detective, he called in sick today.”

Paul nodded and called Tim to tell him.

“That’s funny, because his wife specifically said that she dropped him off this morning.”

“Okay,” Paul said, rubbing at his forehead. “So if he went to his place, it’s either in walking distance or he took a bus.”

“Well, you said the girl told you it was in a bad neighborhood. That whole bus line is a bad neighborhood. Maybe he went for convenience, since he and his wife share a car.”

“Yeah, but how the fuck are we going to find it?”

Paul heard someone talking to Tim, and Tim turned away from the phone to, “Yeah, okay, thanks.” To Paul, he said, “They’re finishing up the search. I need to walk through and double check before we get out of here.”

“I’ll see if I can look through his classroom. Maybe something will jump out at me.”

“Checkbook for a secret bank account with checks made out for rent and an address in the memo section?”

“Well, shit.” Paul huffed. “Now you’ve jinxed it and there’s no way I’ll find that.”

Paul arranged with the secretary to have the class that was in Banks’ classroom with a substitute move to the library. He was striding down the hallway toward the room when his phone rang.

“Yeah, Solomon,” he barked.

“Man, I bet that asshole cop thing works like a charm with some guys, doesn’t it?”

The voice of Jimmy Pratt coming over the line made Paul want to throw his phone, but he squeezed his eyes shut for a second, then said, “What do you want, Jimmy?”

“Uh.” He paused long enough for Paul to take a breath in preparation of yelling at him, but just in time, Pratt said, “That guy, the teacher.”

“What about him?” Paul asked calmly, wondering where this marvelous reserve of patience was coming from. He’d never found it when he was with Andy, that was for goddamned sure.

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