Palm Beach Predator by Tom Turner

Author:Tom Turner [Turner, Tom]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tribeca Press
Published: 2018-09-05T22:00:00+00:00

Ott walked up to the reception desk at the Moulton Cohen law firm, ID’d himself, and said he needed to see Ted Priest right away. The receptionist looked alarmed and said he was meeting with a client. Ott said it was critical that he see him as soon as possible.

The receptionist called Priest, spoke to him, then told Ott she’d lead him back to Priest’s office.

Priest, a nice-looking man in a grey, pin-striped suit looked uneasy. It was a look Ott had seen too many times before. The look of someone who could only imagine the worst reasons why a detective had suddenly shown up out of nowhere in his life.

Ott asked Ted Priest to sit down, then seated himself and told him what had happened. Oh my God was the most frequent reaction when a loved one got the news, followed closely by disbelief: No, that can’t be. Ted Priest said both things in the same sentence. Ott told him how sorry he was for his loss a second time, then went quiet for a few moments. As Priest held his face in his hands, Ott decided to ask him a soft question. Whether his wife, or he, had any enemies or anyone who he thought might do harm to either of them. Priest’s answer was even more emphatic than Nancy Anselmo’s and Sylvia McInerny’s. ‘No, Mattie was incapable of getting anyone angry at her, let alone making enemies.’

Ott gave Priest a card, asked for his number, and said either he or his partner would be in touch. He didn’t want to burden the poor man with a million questions now. It was time for him to be allowed to start grieving. Police questions could wait a day or two.

But Priest had his own questions. He asked Ott if he thought it was the same killer as the one who murdered the real estate agent the week before. Ott said it was too early to tell but that it was probably a good chance it was the same person.

Ted Priest looked out his window for a few moments and didn’t say anything. Finally, he volunteered that he had a premonition that morning that something bad was going to happen. He cut himself shaving, he said, then he bumped his coffee mug with his elbow while he was reading the newspaper and it shattered on the floor. He hadn’t had a day start out like that in a long time.

Ott knew it was time to go.

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