Nature of Evil by Robert W. Stephens

Author:Robert W. Stephens [Stephens, Robert W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781470091361
Published: 2012-05-21T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 19

The Interrogation

Marcus and Angela watched Bob Ingalls on the video monitor. He was handcuffed to the table in the interrogation room. No one else was in the room with him. There were cuts and bruises on his face from the beating Marcus gave him, and his left eye was beginning to swell shut. Marcus assumed he would catch tremendous grief over the excessive force, but so far no one had said anything to him.

Angela turned to Marcus. She looked worried.

“Are you ready?” she asked.

Marcus nodded, and they headed inside.

Marcus was always impressed by Angela’s ability to hide her fears and doubts and display complete and unwavering confidence. He knew she got nervous before an interrogation. The truth is they didn’t have any hard evidence that proved Bob Ingalls was the killer. It might all come down to their ability to make him talk. But if Ingalls was smart, there wasn’t much they could do to make him open his mouth.

Angela walked across the tiny room and sat down opposite Bob Ingalls. Marcus stood in the corner and folded his arms. They had both been surprised at how small Ingalls was. The guy couldn’t be much taller than five foot five, and he looked like he didn’t weight more than a hundred and thirty pounds. Could this really be the person who was butchering those girls? But then they looked into his eyes. Something in them wasn’t right. They were cold and lifeless, like the dead snakes they found wrapped around the victims’ necks.

Angela sat stone-faced. But inside she was shaking like crazy.

“You shot at a police officer, Mr. Ingalls,” she said.

Ingalls still had not made eye contact with her. He hadn’t looked at Marcus either, not even when they walked through the door. He just looked down at the table that was between Angela and him.

“An innocent person with nothing to hide doesn’t shoot at the police,” she continued.

“I didn’t know you were the police,” he said.

“You didn’t hear me yell ‘police?’”

“I was sleeping. It all happened so fast.”

“Who did you think was knocking on your door?”

“My house got broken into last week.”

“You thought we were the thieves?”

“Something like that.”

“What kind of thieves knock on the door?”

“They took something valuable from me.”

“What did they take?”

“A video.”

“What was on the video?”

Bob finally took his eyes off the table and looked at Angela. But he didn’t say anything. He just stared at her.

“What was on the video, Mr. Ingalls?”

Bob still didn’t answer, and his silence unnerved Angela. Marcus recognized her tension building.

“But then they returned it.”

“Maybe you misplaced it.”

“No, never. I know exactly where my videos are. Someone took it and brought it back.”

“We found your set-up in the bedroom.” Marcus said. “How long have you been doing your little video shoots?”

“I pay them. I don’t even touch them.”

“Eva Parks. Julia Davis. Carrie Dempsey. All of these women were on your videos, and all of them are now dead,” Angela said.

“Dead?” Ingalls asked, actually sounding surprised.

“You expect me to believe you didn’t know that?” Angela asked.

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