The Puppet Master (BrooksLotello Thriller Series) by Ronald S. Barak

Author:Ronald S. Barak [Barak, Ronald S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781732720428
Publisher: Gander House Publishers
Published: 2018-12-10T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 88

Monday, August 3, 2:30 p.m.

GRANT HAD TRIGGERED SOMETHING in Lotello’s mind. He knew that he had to confront Foster. But not until he first checked out something in his undisclosed copy of Wells’s little black book.

From his meeting with Grant, he went straight to where he had it stashed. There they were: two identical entries. Just as he had remembered them. The first was on February 3, two days before Wells was murdered. The second was on February 5, the very day she was murdered. On each of those nights, the calendar contained the notation “PF.”

Grant had solved part of the puzzle for Lotello. At least now he knew what PF meant: Peter Foster. However, this only made things more complicated: Lotello had just gone from two unconnected suspects—Hollister and Thomas—to three unconnected suspects—Hollister, Thomas, and Foster. All part of the D.C. political scene. If Foster was stepping out on his wife with Wells, he might well have had reason to do her in. And according to her calendar, it looked like Foster was with Wells on the night of her death.

Lotello was now standing in front of the drop-dead gorgeous receptionist in the drop-dead gorgeous NAIB offices. “Good afternoon. How may I help you?” Lotello felt a slight awakening in that erogenous zone he didn’t think was still alive. Sorry, Beth.

“I hope you can,” Lotello barely managed to respond. “This is the office of the National Association of Investment Bankers, right?”

“Yes, it is. Can I be of some assistance to you?”

Concentrate, Frank. Keep your eye on the ball, not the eye candy. “Peter Foster works here? Is he in? I’d like to see him, please.”

“Pete is our executive director, but I’m afraid he’s away on business. He’s expected back on Wednesday.”

“Oh, okay. I’ll stop back on Wednesday.”

“May I tell him your name?”

“Sure.” Let him speculate a bit. “I’m Frank Lotello, Detective Frank Lotello, Metropolitan D.C. police.”

“Impressive. It’s nice to meet you, Detective. My name’s Fancy. Fancy LeBeau. I don’t know any detectives, Mr. Lotello. Is there anything I can do for you in the meanwhile?”

Did she really say Fantasy? “No. That’s alright, Fantasy. I’ll be back on Wednesday.”

“It’s Fancy, Detective, F-A-N-C-Y, not Fantasy. I guess my parents just liked the name. But don’t worry about it. It’s a common mistake. I am occasionally accused of being … the fantasy of a number of men I know. I don’t mind that at all. I’ll let Pete know you were in. I’ll look forward to seeing you again on Wednesday, Detective.”

“Likewise, Fancy.”

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