Jack spoke slowly and quietly to control the emotion and to keep Junior focused on procedures and the job ahead of them.
“I think somebody killed her. You heard what the kid told us. She was on a big boat partying the last they saw her. We’ll know more by the end of day after the ME makes a ruling. If this was related, we need to keep doing our jobs and find the Governor.”
Jack opened and closed cupboard doors in the kitchen. “Where are your glasses, Junior? I need a drink of water.”
Ross walked into the kitchen, grabbed a glass out of the cupboard and handed it to Jack. “We don’t know shit, do we?”
“Not yet, Junior, but we will.” Jack drank his glass of water, thinking about how to calm Ross down. “Junior, you get changed and then you and I are going to Mrs. Humphrey’s funeral to see if anybody shows up there that shouldn’t be there, besides us. Then we’re going to see what else we can find out about Sandy. The Sheriff will keep looking for the boat.”
In the kitchen, Jack pulled his mobile phone from his pocket and called the Sheriff. While the phone rang, he refilled his water glass, walked into the living room, and sat on the couch. Ross had an apartment typical of a new agent; small, sparsely decorated, used furniture, his road bike parked in the living room, and boxes lined up against the wall, still not unpacked.
“Chief, it’s agent Jack Miller. Find that boat yet or learn anything else new from the boys?”
“We’ve been checking landings, assuming he docked it. We’re moving out into the lake now to see if it’s anchored. Got a better description of the boat from the boys. That’s about it.”
“You’ll call me if you find something?” Jack asked.
“I got your number,” the Sheriff answered.
Ross walked into the living room.
“That was quick,” Jack said.
“We aren’t going to solve this case sitting here in my apartment. Let’s go.”
“I see you haven’t unpacked yet,” Jack said pointing to the boxes against the wall. “Have a good camera or binoculars in any of these?”
“No. Those just have crap in them I don’t need; winter clothes, books I don’t have time to read. Stuff like that.”
“OK, we’ll swing by my place. I’ll change clothes and grab some equipment we’ll need.” Jack stood up and put his water glass in the kitchen sink. “Let’s go, Junior. You’re right. We aren’t solving this case sitting here.”