Dark Night of the Soul by Gary Reilly

Author:Gary Reilly
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: comedy, humor, colorado, taxi, writer, denver, cab, taxi driver, cab driver
Publisher: Gary Reilly

Chapter Fourteen

“Can I ask you gentlemen a question?” I said.

Certainly, Murph,” Ottman said.

“What exactly did Mrs. Jacobs tell you?”

Ottman looked up at Quigg, who was holding his pen poised over the notebook. I could tell the cops were communicating. But I had no idea what the “content” of their communication was, which I guess diminishes somewhat my theory about glancing cops. For all I knew they were thinking it was time to head to a donut shop.

Quigg lowered his notebook. “It’s this way, Murph. Mrs. Jacobs called 911 at approximately eight-thirty this morning. The medics arrived and found her lying in the hallway next to her telephone. She appeared to be suffering from cardiac arrest. They brought her to DGH. She told the doctors that she had been assaulted by a taxi driver. We were at the hospital talking to the robbery suspect’s doctors. So we were contacted, and we went to see Mrs. Jacobs. She told us that she had been assaulted by the same driver who had given her a ride the previous day. We got in touch with Mr. Hogan here, and he checked with the dispatcher, who told us that the driver was named Brendan Murphy. So we came here and asked Mr. Hogan to call you in off the road.”

“Did the woman say I hit her?”

“No. She told us that you had threatened to hit her if she didn’t pay you for yesterday’s ride.”

“She lied.”

“That’s why we called you in, Murph. We wanted to get your side of the story. I have to be honest with you, Murph. This is one of those situations where it’s her word against yours.”

His honesty was unnecessary. I was way ahead of him.

“Did she have a heart attack?” I said.

“She’s been in the cardiac ward for about three hours. We haven’t gotten a report from the doctors yet.”

I felt a glimmer of hope.

You can carve that on my tombstone.

“As soon as we had your name, we came straight here, Murph.”

“Am I under arrest?” I said.

“No,” Ottman said. “This is just a preliminary investigation. We have to wait until the doctor’s report comes in, and we will need to question Mrs. Jacobs further. We weren’t able to question her in-depth at the hospital. She was undergoing tests. But I don’t suppose I have to tell you that having your name associated with two elderly people who are in the cardiac care unit at DGH is a coincidence of significant import.”

I nodded. Way, way ahead.

Ottman stood up. “I want you to understand something, Murph. We appreciate the cooperation and information you gave us yesterday concerning the bank robbery.”

That’s all he said.

I waited for him to say something else, but he didn’t. I looked him in the eye, hoping he might communicate some sort of subtext, but I didn’t see anything. I’ve never been able to read cops’ eyes anyway. It’s like trying to read Proust.

Quigg folded his notebook and tucked it away. “The robbery suspect is still unconscious,” he said. “So we don’t actually know what happened to him.

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