The Tahitian Pearl: A John Otter Novel (John Otter Novels Book 2) by Sean Blaise

Author:Sean Blaise [Blaise, Sean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-08-23T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 58

Pierre hung up the phone with frustration. The conversation with Alexi and Dmitry, the men of principle interest in the Mr. Louis Dubois murder case, had been pointless. They were guarded. Although they hadn't come right out and said it, they would not be cooperative. He got the distinct impression that they both already had known their facilitator was dead. Frances had warned Pierre to not get overly aggressive in his questioning, lest Alexi decide to get his formidable legal team involved.

Frances walked out of his office and shouted, "get in here!"

Pierre was in no mood for another interoffice squabble, so he got up from his desk and stepped into Frances' filthy office. Files were strewn everywhere along with food wrappers. It was slovenly, and Pierre despised the pigsty.

"Look," Frances said, pointing at the television. There was a news story about a miraculous international effort that had been affected in order to save a crew member who had been injured during a vicious pirate attack. The yacht's name came up, and Pierre recognized it as the vessel he had noticed before at the Monaco show. A flattering portrait of Alexi, the billionaire tycoon, was flashed onto the screen. The report stated that he was fine, and the vessel was proceeding to port. The reporter was overly peppy and effusive about what a great story it was. Her name was Sandra something.

"There's your man," Frances smirked, shutting the tv off.

"He works quick," Pierre replied, still standing. Frances motioned for him to sit.

"Who can blame him for controlling the story? He heads a multi-billion-dollar corporation. If bad news gets out, the company stock crumbles for no good reason. How was your conversation with him?" Frances asked.

"Pointless. He said he purchased information from our corporate facilitator. And that it was of a sensitive and confidential nature. His delivery man, Dmitry, basically stayed the course with the same story."

"So?" Frances asked, sitting back, his belly hanging forward unwilling to lean with the rest of his torso.

"This man, Dmitry, said he met Mr. Dubois personally. It was in a hotel, where he delivered the money via wire transfer after the information was verified. He said he left the man happy and smiling in the hotel, a whole lot richer. We confirmed that his timeline is correct. It was 12 hours later, from the coroner’s report, in the same hotel room, that the man lies dead after a vigorous torture."

"You have gotten nowhere," Frances said coldly.

Pierre couldn't help but sneer at the man. "I don't buy their story. What they purchased is the key to this whole case. I have a feeling it was something valuable to some very bad people."

"Why? It could just be information that someone wanted to steal," Frances said.

Pierre stared at Frances. He knew that he would have to do something sooner or later. Ask for a transfer? He had to end the toxic relationship he had with Frances. Before he killed the fat Brit.

"This must be connected," Pierre said pointing at the muted TV.

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