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Chapter Forty-six

It was two weeks before I received the phone call I was waiting for.

I was been in my office making a list of my favorite European beers. I had just decided that tops on my list was Guinness Dry Stout when my phone rang. I set my pen aside, pleased with my list.

“ Knighthorse Investigations.”

“ Mr. Knighthorse, it’s Bert Tomlinson.”

I took in some air, collected my thoughts. “The same Bert Tomlinson whose son raped and murdered my mother?”

“ We need to talk.”

“ Boy do we.”

“ Not here. Not over the phone.”

“ At the police station, perhaps?”

“ No. Neutral ground. There’s some…information I need to tell you about your mother.”

“ Sure,” I said, knowing he was full of shit. “When and where?”

“ Tomorrow. Do you know where Irvine Lake is?”

“ Yup.”

“ There are some park benches along the east side. This time of year, it should be quiet.”

“ Sounds like a great place for an ambush.”

“ I’ll be there alone. You have my word.”

“ Is that the same word you used to uphold the law?”

“ I’ll be there alone, Knighthorse. Please be the same. We need to talk.”

“ We need to do something,” I said. “What time?”

“ Seven p.m. Dusk.”

“ Sounds spooky.”

“ See you there, Knighthorse.”

And he clicked off.

I sat quietly at my desk, digesting everything, listening to the sounds of the traffic outside, to my own beating heart, to the small hum of the mini-refrigerator cycling on.

I then reached for my cell and dialed the only number I could think of dialing.