Mending Fences. Sherryl Woods

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СКАЧАТЬ “Damn him for doing this to her!”

      “Were you here when they left? Did you see them together?”

      Jenny shook her head. “I had to go to the library to do some research for a paper that’s due on Monday. I didn’t get back till about two minutes before I called you.”

      “So you can’t be sure they actually got together tonight,” he suggested.

      Jenny practically quivered with indignation. “Are you trying to say she made it all up or something?” she demanded. “Lauren would never lie about who she had a date with or about what happened. Lauren doesn’t lie. Period.”

      “Maybe a girl who doesn’t date much developed a crush on this unattainable guy, built herself a whole fantasy scenario,” he suggested.

      “No, absolutely not!” Jenny said emphatically. “She’s the most honest, grounded person I know. Her dad’s a minister, for goodness’ sakes. She has this whole moral code she lives by. Most of the time the rest of us fall way short of meeting her standards, but she never judges any of us for that.”

      Satisfied, Grady backed off on any suggestion that Lauren could have exaggerated anything that happened with the Carter kid. Instead, he focused on what Jenny herself knew firsthand. “But you yourself didn’t witness any part of the date, correct?”

      She sighed. “No. I never saw them together, but I imagine there are plenty of witnesses in the building or on the block. It’s mostly college kids living in this area, so there’s always somebody going in or out, especially on a Friday night. And Evan’s the kind of guy who attracts attention. He makes sure of it.”

      Grady knew the type. They thrived on being the center of attention, being recognized. They also thought they were above the law. Maybe tonight Grady would get lucky and that tendency would seal the case against Evan Carter.

      “If Detective Lansing looks for me, tell her I’m going to knock on a few doors, see what I can find out from the neighbors,” he told Jenny. “I’ll be back in a few minutes. You’ll stay put, right?”

      “Of course. I’m not leaving Lauren.”

      The white stucco building on the fringe of the UM campus only had four units, two upstairs, two down. He tried the downstairs doors to no avail, then loped back upstairs and knocked on the door across the hall from Lauren’s. When it swung open, the sound of classic jazz flowed through the air. The long-haired kid wearing boxers, a T-shirt and flip-flops stared at him with blurry eyes and a bewildered expression.

      “Is the music too loud or something?” he asked Grady. “I try to keep it low.”

      “The music’s not a problem,” Grady assured him. He showed him his ID. “Mind if I ask you a couple of questions?”

      “Am I in trouble?”

      The kid sounded nervous, which made Grady wonder what he was up to. Then he caught a whiff of marijuana and knew. That, however, was a problem for another night.

      “No, no trouble,” he assured him. “This is your apartment?”

      “I have a roommate, but he’s out on a date.”

      Grady made a note. “What’s your name?”

      “Joe Haas.”

      “And your roommate’s?”

      “Dante Mitchell.”

      “He plays football, doesn’t he?” Grady asked, trying to envision the huge defensive tackle sharing a place with this skinny, unassuming kid.

      “We’re from the same hometown. His folks think I’m a good influence on him.” He shrugged, his grin self-deprecating. “As if he’d ever listen to me. Still, we get along okay.”

      “Have you been home all night?”

      “It’s Friday night,” he said as if that was answer enough. “I’ve been here just chilling out.”

      “Seen anybody? Heard anything unusual?”

      He stared at Grady with a blank expression. “Like what?”

      “Anything that seemed out of the ordinary?”

      “Did one of the apartments get robbed? Is that why you’re asking all these questions?”

      “No. I’m just trying to get a feel for what was going on around here tonight.”

      “I think everybody’s out, except me. Dante left around seven. Jenny headed out about the same time with a bunch of books. She always goes to the library on Friday night. She says it’s quieter then. The guys downstairs, they always head straight for happy hour after their last class on Friday. I don’t think they’ve come in yet. They’re usually pretty noisy, so I would have heard them if they’d come back.”

      “What about Lauren? Have you seen her?”

      He shook his head. “I know she had a date with some jock, a friend of Dante’s.”

      “Did she tell you that?”

      “No, Dante mentioned it. He thought it was pretty hilarious for some reason.”

      “Why was that?”

      “I guess because Lauren’s really shy and this guy thinks he’s some big hotshot.”

      “You know a name?”

      Joe shook his head. “I’m not that into football. Dante probably said, but it didn’t stick.”

      “And you never saw Lauren with this guy?”

      He shook his head, then frowned. “Lauren’s okay, isn’t she? Nothing happened to her tonight, did it?”

      Grady ignored the questions. “Thanks. If you think of anything else, give me a call.” He handed him his business card.

      Joe followed him back into the hall, his expression filled with concern. He bypassed Grady and headed straight for Lauren’s door. Grady intercepted him. “Not tonight.”

      Alarm shadowed the boy’s eyes. “I just want to check on Lauren. She’s a sweet kid, you know?”

      “Talk to her tomorrow, okay? She’ll need a friend then.” He leveled a look at the kid. “And you might want to lose the weed before I come around again. Next time I won’t look the other way.”

      “Shit!” Joe said, his expression immediately guilt ridden. He all but ran back to his own apartment and shut the door.

      Grady shook his head. For a fraction of an instant he was grateful he didn’t have teenagers, but then he thought of his beautiful little Megan and his heart ached. She would have been sixteen now and he would give every last breath in his body to have his daughter back, no matter what sort of foolish mistakes she might make.

      Tonight wasn’t the night to travel down that dark path, though. Another young girl needed him.

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