“Okay. How about anything personal?”
“Meaning?”
“Like anything in his personal life that may have impacted his work?”
“No, nothing. He shows up and does his job.”
“The supervisor, Vince Hugo,” began Katie.
Mr. Grand remained silent.
“Mr. Grand, is there anything you would like to share?” Katie already knew what he could raise, but she was trying to get a read on Grand, to see if he was honest or if he might try to hide things. She quickly glanced at McGaven who was watching the manager closely.
“Well… he does have a bit of a temper. Nothing like hurting anyone, just a short fuse.”
“I see.”
“He got into an altercation with someone at a bar about two years ago,” said Grand. He leaned back and was able to keep eye contact with the detectives.
“Is there anything else you’d like to share about Monday morning?” she said.
“I don’t know anything. I received the call after they found the bodies and everything had to cease. I moved the workers to another job over in the Wood Field development area until I hear from the police when we can continue.” He said that with disdain as if it were all the police department’s fault for halting the project.
Katie ignored the comment and attitude. “We also have twoemployees, Trey Roberts and Bill Garcia, who were absent on Monday.” She looked at Grand questioningly.
The manager seemed shaken by those names and retrieved his electronic device. He searched their names. “It looks like Garcia is out on sick leave due to his wife’s illness and…”
“Trey Roberts,” repeated Katie.
“It shows that he was working on Monday.” He looked at the detectives. “Maybe your list was wrong.”
“It was given to our officers by your supervisor, Vince Hugo.”
“I don’t know. I wasn’t there, but that’s what the electronic timecards report.”
Katie watched him and he appeared to be telling the truth. “What can you tell me about Roberts?”
Grand shrugged. “Not much. He started about three months ago and has been a good worker.”
“Can you text us his address and number?” she said and slid her card to him.
He hesitantly took the card and used his cell phone to send the information.
McGaven stood up first, followed by Katie. “You will get in touch with us if you find out anything pertaining to our case?” he said.
Grand stood up as well. “Of course.”
“Thank you. We can find our way out,” said McGaven.
Katie and McGaven headed to the door and descended the staircase. They didn’t speak until they were back at the car.
“Did that seem weird to you?” Katie said.
“Double weird.”
“It felt like we were on a movie set instead of a working office.”
“Good analogy.”
