The scene changed to a shot of Lisa, standing in front of the police station, a smug look on her face as she spoke.
“My sources inside this building inform me Mrs. Shaft’s statement is not true; there is in fact a relationship between the victim and Michael Norton, going back several years. The victim was Norton’s accomplice in the burglary case, and both men spent some time in prison.”
Jake tried to remain patient when a photo of him and Annie came on the screen and Lisa continued.
“Sources also confirm Lincoln Investigations, whom you will all recognize as being involved in several high profile cases lately, have now turned their attention to this baffling mystery.
“Viewers will remember, the Lincolns, along with this reporter, were instrumental in bringing a killer to justice in recent history, and I’m willing to aid the police with my expertise in investigative journalism once again.”
Annie almost choked on her coffee. “She’s mighty high on herself.”
Jake laughed. “She’s a narcissist with an ego that just won’t quit.”
A photo of Norton came on the screen. It was his mug shot, taken several years ago when he was first arrested.
Lisa said,
“If you have seen this man, or have any knowledge as to his whereabouts, I urge you to contact the police immediately.
“I will be following this story closely, and will bring you breaking news as it happens.
“For Channel 7 Action News, I’m Lisa Krunk.”
Jake switched off the television, leaned back, and said, “There wasn’t much new there. Mostly Lisa blowing her own horn, but Rocky Shaft was pretty angry.”
“We’d better find Norton before he does. Rocky threatened to kill Norton, and I wouldn’t be surprised if he tried.”
Jake looked at Annie. “I wonder why she always mentions our names.”
“So she can claim credit. Whether it’s us or the police, she has a need to feel involved,” Annie said. She sat back, took the last sip of her coffee, and sat the cup on the stand. “I think she believes her own exaggerations.”
“She doesn’t seem like a nice woman,” Matty said, as he stood and wandered away.
Annie laughed. “From the mouth of babes.”
“Even Matty can see right through her,” Jake said. “But forget about her. We need to concentrate on finding Michael Norton.”
“Let me sleep on it,” Annie said. “I’ll come up with something tomorrow.”
Jake was pretty sure she would.
Chapter 19
Tuesday, 6:13 p.m.
HANK LOOKED up as Detective King approached his desk and flopped into a chair. The cop looked worn out, grumpy, and in need of a change of clothes—nothing unusual there.
“No luck today, Hank,” King said. He yawned and leaned back, dropping one foot on the edge of Hank’s desk. “Nobody has seen or heard from Norton in a while.”
Hank dropped his pen and sat back. He had hoped to hear some good news, anything they could run with, but in reality, he wasn’t surprised. Norton was lying low, not dumb enough to hide out in any place conspicuous.
At least he’d gotten away from King for most of the day. That was always good.
“Did you hit them all?” Hank asked, knowing what the answer would be.
“Every one. Some I had to track down at work, but I got to them all.”
“Then you might as well go home for the night,” Hank said, waving his hand. “I’m about done here myself, and then I’ll be heading out.”
King dropped his foot and leaned forward, poised to leave. “What’s up for tomorrow?”
“If nothing else comes up we’ll hit Smokie’s Bar,” Hank said. He told King about the tournament Shaft and Norton were involved in. “We’ll talk to the owner and see what he can tell us.”
“Sounds like a lot of fun,” King said dryly as he stood and headed away. “See you tomorrow, Hank.”
Hank leaned over his desk again. He wanted to get the reports out of the way to clear the day tomorrow. He looked up again. King was on his way back.
“Diego wants to see us a minute.”
Hank looked across the precinct floor. Diego stood in the doorway of his office looking their way. Hank tossed his pen down and pushed his chair back. He followed King into Diego’s office.
The captain sat at his desk and motioned toward a chair. “Sit down.”
Hank took the only free chair and stretched out. King stood by the end of Diego’s desk, his arms crossed, a bored look on his face.
“Fill me in, guys,” Diego said, looking back and forth between the detectives.
“Not much to tell, Captain,” Hank began. “I’m still hoping to find some sign of Norton, or his car at least, but he’s burrowed himself deep.”
Diego nodded and looked at King. “Nothing from me,” King said, shrugging a shoulder. “Been out all day talking to anyone he knows. Came up empty.”
The captain sat back. “So what you guys are telling me is you’re at a dead end?”
Hank nodded. “Not quite. We have a couple more leads to follow up on.”
“What about the guy who invaded the Lincoln house? Anything on him?” Diego asked.
“Nothing. But he seems like a pro. I have officers watching the house round the clock, so if he returns we’ll nab him.”
What about you, King?” Diego asked with a deep frown. “Don’t you have any CIs who might know of a hitman in the neighborhood?”
“I’ll check in with them tomorrow,” King said. “But most of my CIs aren’t in the murder business. Mostly drugs and petty crime.”
Diego sat back and combed at his bristling mustache with two fingers. “That’s not the only reason I wanted to see you guys. I want to know what you think of Lisa Krunk’s story.” He motioned toward a small television, now turned off, sitting on a shelf along one wall. “Did either of you catch it? Lisa made a few pointed accusations. Any truth to them?”
“I caught the teasers earlier in the day,” Hank said. “Rocky Shaft is pretty angry. Can’t say I blame him. He’s got to be under a lot of stress right now. Other than that, I didn’t hear anything that excited me.”
“Lisa is claiming Tammy Norton is harboring her husband, covering up for him,” Diego said.
Hank sighed. “That’s just Lisa. I can’t find any evidence of that. Mrs. Norton wants her husband found. Says he’s innocent, and the only way to prove it is to find him.”
King snickered. “Of course he’s innocent. They always are.”
Captain Diego ignored King’s comment and kept his eyes on Hank. “What about Maria Shaft’s claim there was no relationship between her husband and Michael Norton?”
Hank laughed. “It’s not quite the way Lisa made it sound, Captain. She left out some important information. A little clever editing on her part. I don’t have much faith in Lisa’s broadcasts no matter how convincing they sound.”
Diego stared thoughtfully at Hank a moment before clearing his throat. “I want you to tell the Lincolns to back out of this one. They might be private detectives, but they’re citizens, and there’s already been an attempt on Annie’s life. I don’t need any more bodies.”
“That sounds like a good idea, Captain,” King said.
Hank frowned at King and then leaned forward. “They aren’t going to want to do that, Captain. When their lives are threatened, they get more determined.”
Diego removed his cap and brushed back his hair with one hand. His eyes narrowed and the muscles of his jowls worked. Finally, he dropped his cap back on, adjusted it in place, and spoke. “I realize you don’t have the time to keep an eye on them, but make sure they stay out of the way. I’ve given them a lot of leeway in the past, and I’ll admit, they’ve been helpful at times, but …”