Where Are They (A Luca Mystery Book 12) by Dan Petrosini

Author:Dan Petrosini [Petrosini, Dan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-11-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Five

Hanging up, I said, “Derrick, you got anyone at the DMV that would run a quick report?”

“Depends how detailed. What’s up?”

“Talbot was in a car accident with someone driving a Lamborghini. According to what he told one of his friends, the guy was some kind of thug and threatened to kill him if he called the cops.”

“People are frigging crazy. What are we looking for?”

“A white Lamborghini. See how many are in the county and if we can get a registration list.”

“Okay, I think Manny Sokol can help us.”

“Great.”

I punched a number into my cell.

“Hello, Frank.”

“Hi, Ann. Look, I learned that your husband was in a minor car accident a couple of weeks before he disappeared. What can you tell me about it?”

“It wasn’t a big deal. John’s car had no damage, and he didn’t report it to the insurance company. John said he was going to pay to fix the other car.”

“Did he say anything about the other driver?”

“Just that he was angry. John said it was an expensive Italian car. Not a Ferrari, the other one—”

“Lamborghini?”

“Yes. You don’t see many of them on the road.”

That was true, but it had nothing to do with the three-hundred-thousand-dollar price tag. The old, rich guys simply couldn’t get in and out of them.

“And John never said anything more about it?”

“No. Just the guy was going to get an estimate, and since it was John’s fault, he’d pay for the damages.”

“He ever mention when or how he was paying this person?”

“No.”

“We went through your financial records and didn’t come across anything like that.”

“I don’t know, that’s strange, but maybe the other driver never got back to John.”

That didn’t seem realistic, unless the driver took what was owed in blood.

* * *

Brian Blade looked like he’d aged since our first meeting. The reality that his boss wasn’t coming back had sunk in. I had ruled him out, as by all accounts they had an excellent relationship, and there wasn’t a motive. Blade didn’t have the degrees or license to operate the firm, and the client base was made up of contacts Talbot had developed over the years.

After shaking hands, he said, “I still can’t believe we don’t know what happened to John.”

“We’re working on it.” I didn’t want to tell him his boss had started the mystery by lying about which flight he took back to Fort Myers.

“This goes on any longer, I don’t know how we’ll be able to keep this place going.”

It was another example that the actions of one person barreled into others. I’m sure Blade had thought of things that could go wrong but never considered his employer vanishing.

“I’m sorry.”

“Me too. You can use that desk.” He pointed to a secretary desk piled with ledgers. “I pulled the month-end reports for the last year and the bank statements as well.”

“Thanks.”

“I’ll log you on.”

“That’d be great. I know Mr. Talbot had at least one private bank account at Florida Integrity that listed this office as the address of record.

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