Tumbled Graves by Chapman Brenda

Author:Chapman, Brenda [Chapman, Brenda]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Dundurn
Published: 2016-01-26T19:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

Rouleau arrived back at the station with Heath after the press conference. Heath was in a jovial mood. He’d liked the questions from the media, which had been benign at best. Marci Stokes had been conspicuous by her absence.

“Still some national media attention kicking around.” He ran a hand through his greying curls. “We should be able to hold their attention a few more days until the arrest. I hope my promise to them that we’re close to charging someone won’t be misplaced.”

“The team is being thorough. It’s prudent to wait until we’ve gathered as much evidence as possible before we charge Delaney. So far, most is circumstantial. Forensics came up empty, as you know.”

They stopped walking at Vera’s desk. She smiled at Rouleau. Her long blond hair was clipped back with blue sparkly combs in the shape of butterflies. Her amber eyes regarded them both as she handed a folder to Heath. “Your wife called half an hour ago. She wonders if you’ll be home for dinner.”

Heath’s smile faded. “Thanks. I’ll give her a call.” He took the folder. “Let me know when you’re ready to make that arrest,” he said to Rouleau and headed into his office, shutting the door behind him.

Vera shook her head. “He’s got to make a decision,” was all she said.

Rouleau chose not to respond since Heath’s affair with Laney Masterson was none of his business. The fact that Laney was Vera’s cousin gave her a stake in the outcome and maybe the right to an opinion. “See you later, Vera. I’ll be in my office if needed.”

He spent the afternoon reviewing the forensics and reports on the Delaney file. Nothing new popped out at him except the feeling that Ivo Delaney was looking more and more guilty. He also confirmed to himself that they didn’t have enough evidence to charge him. He pondered a strategy for getting Delaney to confess. Gundersund had said that Delaney seemed to connect with Kala Stonechild. Perhaps this could be exploited. His door was open and he looked into the outer office. Gundersund and Stonechild were busy at their desks. Woodhouse and Bennett had come and gone. He looked at his watch. Going on five and time to call it a day. As he watched, Gundersund grabbed his jacket and headed for the door. Stonechild stood and put on her jacket too but instead of heading for the door, she crossed the floor to his office.

“Do you have a minute, sir?”

“Of course. Come and take a seat.”

“This won’t take long.” She settled herself in the chair across from him. “I just got a call from a possible source in Montreal. She’s a waitress at Chez Louis. I think it’s one of the older ones who was watching me quite closely when we were there. Anyhow, she didn’t want to give her name or talk on the phone. Her English and my French aren’t great. I convinced her to meet me in Ottawa tomorrow around ten and was hoping you could go with me, you know, to help with the translation.

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