[Adam Lapid Mysteries 01] • Ten Years Gone (Private Investigator Adam Lapid Historical Mystery, Thriller, and Suspense Series Book 1) by Dunsky Jonathan

Author:Dunsky, Jonathan [Dunsky, Jonathan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery
Amazon: B071WHXWS3
Goodreads: 55858531
Published: 2017-05-31T00:00:00+00:00

21

It was just shy of eleven when I exited Leah Goldin's building. Too early to pay Becker & Strauss another visit. Too early for lunch. But Lunz Street was a five-minute walk away, and Haim Sassoon was due back from his army unit that morning, so that was where I went.

Haim Sassoon was so similar to his father, the two might have been cast from the same mold, only twenty-something years apart. Their height and build were almost identical, as were their facial features and hair. But unlike his father's, the skin on Haim's face was unmarked by age or acne scars, giving him a look of youthful innocence.

His father had accompanied me upstairs to his son's apartment. Haim's wife had gone out and taken their baby boy with her, so there were only the three of us. The elder Sassoon and I sat side by side on the sofa while Haim poured coffee into three glasses before taking a chair. The brew had the same scent as the coffee his father had offered me when I visited him—harsh and bitter. I took a careful sip and found that its taste did not stray far from its scent, but both father and son relished it.

Haim Sassoon was in uniform, sleeves rolled up his thin biceps, dog tags hanging on a chain outside his shirt. He had removed his army boots but still had on the thick woolen socks that went with them. He looked tired, as soldiers often do. I told him I was sorry for keeping him from his bed.

He waved a hand. "Don't be. Dad told me what you're doing. I want to help any way I can."

"Good," I said. "You were twelve when the murders took place. You remember the victims?"

"Sure. I used to see them almost every day."

"Did Esther ever talk to you?"

"Oh, sure. She was very nice. Whenever she saw me, she'd ask how I was doing, how was school, things like that. I remember one time I was playing in the street with some friends and Esther walked by. She called out to me and smiled and waved. My friends were full of questions: Who was she? Where did I know her from? How old was she? I felt so proud knowing this beautiful woman." He gave his father a sheepish smile and added by way of explanation, "I was a boy then."

"Did you ever see her with any men?"

"No," Haim said.

"No one you remember hanging around the building?"

No, again.

"Do you remember Alon Davidson?"

"Sure. One time he taught me how to tie a special knot, like they use on boats. For a time, I wanted to be a fisherman when I grew up. First time I stepped on a boat, I got so seasick I thought I might die. That was the end of my sailing dreams."

"Ever see him with Esther when his wife wasn't around?"

He shook his head. I turned to his father, who I could see was frowning at me from his end of the sofa.

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