Alicia had loaded a photo of a ’76 Silver Shadow on her phone. “Nice.What color’s yours?”
Freeman said, “Shell gray, red interior.”
“Sounds gorgeous.”
“I take care of it.”
She smiled at him. He smiled back.
Milo said, “In terms of where to go from here, we just keep watching Okash’s places. Same rotation if that works for the three of you.”
Reed, Binchy, and Bogomil nodded.
I said, “Another canvass of Benedict Canyon might be a good idea. Neighbors who weren’t there the first time, people who remember something new.”
Milo said, “If we can fit it in, maybe.”
Alicia said, “What about that autistic kid? He claims he was actually out there when the killers left. Are you sure he told you everything?”
Milo said, “He’s a minor and his mother was pretty protective so I don’t see getting access.”
Alicia said, “We’ve got a psychologist.”
Everyone looked at me.
I said, “I’ll give it a try.”
CHAPTER
38
I drove home thinking about how to approach Crispin Moman. Then I backed up and remembered the job I’d been trained for and looked at the big picture: Ethically,shouldI approach him?
This was a boy who’d been dealt an unusual hand. I couldn’t see any benefit he’d get from getting more involved. And if his name found its way into the murder book, he could conceivably find himself on a witness list.
If he was my kid, I’d say no.
As someone licensed to take care of people,Isaid no.
At the next red light, I texted Milo, told him I’d changed my mind and why.
My phoned pinged immediately.
Yeah, thought about it, figured you might say that. No worries. M.
I continued to drive west on Sunset, veered north on Benedict, came to Clearwater Lane, and hooked a right.
Still no cars at the blue house. More mail, spillover from the now full box, piled haphazardly in front of the door. I sifted through it.
Occupant. Resident. Homeowner.
Maybe Reed was right and whoever lived here was on the other side of the planet. With or without Medina Okash.
I returned to the Seville. Just as I turned the key, another text came through.
When are you coming home?
Five, ten minutes. Everything ok?
