The Lost Coast by Jonathan Kellerman & Jesse Kellerman

The Lost Coast by Jonathan Kellerman & Jesse Kellerman

Author:Jonathan Kellerman & Jesse Kellerman [Kellerman, Jonathan & Kellerman, Jesse]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2024-08-06T00:00:00+00:00


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By week’s end, I’d left Regina Klein four voicemails and sent three emails.

I called Tara Moore. “Did you get a chance to speak to her yet?”

“I did it the day you were here, right after you left.”

“Can you remind her?”

“Yeah.”

“Thanks. Couple questions, while I have you. Did Nicholas ever mention someone named Naomi Cardenas?”

“No. Who’s that?”

“He went to high school with her. Had a crush on her at one time.”

“News to me. Does she know anything?”

“I’ll let you know once I’ve spoken to her. Now,” I said, “I have to ask you something tough, and I’m sorry. You told me Nicholas’s father was dead. I looked up Warren Pezanko. I’m not seeing a death record that fits. I am seeing someone by that name in the prison system.”

“You have no right,” she said. “No right.”

I kept silent.

“He’s trash,” she said. “Evil trash. I didn’t want Nicholas anywhere near him.”

“He’s housed at Pelican Bay.”

“I don’t give a shit where he is.”

“My point is that’s in Northern California. Up the highway. Is it possible Nicholas went to see him?”

“No. How would he? I told him his father’s dead. That’s all he ever heard from me.”

“Did he ask you about visiting the grave?”

“Why would he? Why are you getting into this?”

Not lying, quite, but covering up.

I said, “What if he wanted to see the grave, so he started calling cemeteries himself? They all tell him, no, sorry, nobody here by that name. Now he’s wondering, what’s going on here? He starts looking online.”

“He couldn’t, even he wanted to. I told him a different name.”

“What name?”

“Warren Smith.”

“Is it possible he found something with Warren’s real name on it? A birth certificate?”

“I didn’t put that piece of shit on the certificate. I said I didn’t know who the daddy was.”

“Maybe a letter, or a card, a picture?”

“I didn’t hold on to nothing from him.”

“All right.” I paused. “Is there anything else I should know? Now’s the time.”

“He’s a fucking garbage piece of shit,” she muttered.

I was starting to get the feeling she didn’t like him. “Okay. You’ll call Regina for me?”

A beat.

“Yeah.”



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