Chasing the Squirrel by Ron Peterson Jr

Author:Ron Peterson Jr. [Ron Peterson, Jr.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781532096204
Publisher: iUniverse
Published: 2020-05-27T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

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On October 20, Troopers Evans and Lilly paid an unannounced visit to Wally’s residence at Little Creek. There was no answer at the door of the main house. They went to the guesthouse, where a person answered the door and said that Wally was not home, but Olga was at a house just down the road. The officers drove down to the property next door, the residence of Mr. and Mrs. Jim and Pam Lucas, and found Olga there.

According to the state police report, the conversation did not yield much information.

“Hello, Mrs. Thrasher. We need to talk to your husband,” Trooper Evans said.

“He is gone on a business trip,” Olga replied.

“When will he be home?”

“I don’t know.”

“When did you last speak with him?”

“Last night.”

“Do you know when he will call you again?”

“Tonight.”

“We need to talk to him as soon as possible.”

“I will tell him that.”

“How many planes does your husband own?”

“I don’t know.”

“What can you tell us about the Beechcraft Bonanza he owns?”

“I don’t know anything about it.”

“What does your husband do for a living, Mrs. Thrasher?”

“He has his own private business.”

“Could you tell us what kind of business?”

“I don’t make a habit of discussing my husband’s private business.”

Realizing that his direct questions were not getting him anywhere, Trooper Evans then tried to appeal to a nobler motive.

“Mrs. Thrasher, there was a man killed in that plane crash, and we have not been able to identify him,” he said. “Somewhere out there, that man’s loved ones are waiting for him to come home. They are wondering where he is. And he will not be coming home. We need to let them know what happened to him.”

Olga was silent for a few moments, absorbing the gravity of what Trooper Evans said. “I will tell my husband to contact you,” she said sincerely as she closed the door.

Olga would later think back and say, “I’ll never forget how I felt at that moment, how upset I was that such a terrible tragedy had happened. A man had lost his life and things had just gotten completely out of control. Needless to say, I felt awful for Mark Bailey and his family, that they would never see him again.”

Early the following morning, October 21, Trooper Evans received a phone call from Attorney Max Jenkins.

“Good morning, Trooper Evans,” Jenkins said. “I understand you stopped by the Thrasher residence last night. I am calling to inform you that I am representing Wallace Thrasher. So, if you would like to speak to him, please contact me.”

“Okay, then…I need to talk to Wallace Thrasher,” Trooper Evans said, shaking his head at the rigmarole.

Jenkins said: “It is my practice to advise my clients not to speak to the police and to let me handle the communication.”

Trooper Evans replied: “Well, as you know, Mr. Jenkins, we have a dead pilot in the plane crash, and we need to identify him. We know that the plane belonged to Wallace Thrasher, and we believe that he can help in identifying the body…so it is imperative that we talk to him as soon as possible.

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