Gone But Not Forgotten by Phillip Margolin

Author:Phillip Margolin
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Detective, Mystery & Detective - General, Mystery & Detective, Fiction - Mystery, Women Lawyers, Legal, General, Fiction, Suspense, Modern & contemporary fiction (post c 1945), General & Literary Fiction, Modern fiction, Espionage, Mystery and detective stories
ISBN: 9780553569032
Publisher: Bantam
Published: 1994-07-31T23:00:00+00:00

"It's two stories. There's a landing that goes around the building on

the second floor. The office is at the north end on the ground floor,

where we have the rooms."

"How are the rooms numbered on the ground floor?"

"The room next to the office is 102. The one next to that is 103 and so

on."

"Have you brought the check-in sheet for October eleventh?"

"Yes," Gutierrez said, handing the deputy district attorney a large,

dull-yellow ledger page.

"Who was checked into Room 102 that afternoon?"

"Ira White from Phoenix, Arizona." Highsmith turned his back to the

witness and looked at Martin Darius.

"Who was checked into Room 103?"

"An Elizabeth McGovern from Seattle."

"Did you check in Ms. McGovern?"

"Yes."

"At what time?"

"A little after noon."

"I am handing the witness State's exhibit thirty-five.

Do you recognize that woman?"

"That's Ms. McGovern."

"You're certain?"

"Yeah. She was a looker," Gutierrez said sadly.

'-Then, I saw her picture in the Oregonian. I knew her right away."

"To what picture are you referring?"

"The picture of the murdered women. Only it said her name was Victoria

Miller."

"Did you call the district attorney's office as soon as you read the

paper?"

"Right away. I talked with Mr. Page."

"Why did you call?"

"It said she disappeared that night, the eleventh, so I thought the

police might want to know about the guy I saw. ,

"What guy?"

"The one who was in the room with her."

"You saw a man in the room with Mrs. Miller?"

"Well, not in the room. But, I saw him go in and come out. He'd been

there before."

"With Mrs. Miller?"

"Yes. Like once or twice a week. She would register and he would come

later." Gutierrez shook his head.

"What I couldn't figure out is, if he wanted to sneak around, why did he

drive that car?"

What car?"

"This fantastic black Ferrari."

Highsmith searched for a photograph among the exhibits on the clerk's

desk, then handed it to the witness.

"I'm handing you State's exhibit nineteen, which is a photograph of

Martin Darius's black Ferrari and I ask you if it looks like the car

driven by the man who went into the room with Mrs. Miller?"

"I know it's the car."

"How do you know?"

Gutierrez pointed at the defense table. "that's Martin Darius, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Gutierrez."

"He's the guy."

"Why didn't you tell me about Victoria Miller?" Betsy asked Martin

Darius as soon as they were alone in the visiting room.

"Calm down," Darius said patiently.

"Don't you tell me to calm down," Betsy responded, infuriated by her

client's icy composure. "Damn it, Martin, I'm your lawyer. Don't you

think I would find it interesting that you were screwing one of the

victims, and beat her up, the day she disappeared?"

"I didn't beat up Vicky. I told her I didn't want to see her anymore and

she became hysterical. She attacked me and I had to control her.

Besides, what does my fucking Vicky have to do with getting bail?"

Betsy shook her head. "This could sink you, Martin.

I know Norwood. He's straight-laced. Real old-fashioned.

The guy's been married to the same woman for forty years and goes to

church on Sunday. If you'd told me, I could have softened the impact."

Darius shrugged. "I'm sorry," he said, without meaning it.

"Were you having sex with Laura Farrar or Wendy Reiser?"

"I hardly knew them.

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