The Burnt House. Faye Kellerman

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      “Really.” Decker took out his notepad. “Why’s that?”

      “I would have thought that she had no use for … anyway. When I thought about it, I figured it made some sense. She was having a hard time at home and maybe she felt it would do some good to get away, and San Jose opened up.”

      “I’ve heard she had a rocky marriage.”

      “Her husband was cheating on her and wasn’t subtle about it. Still, there must be two sides to every story.”

      “What would you say his side was?” Decker asked.

      A deep sigh. “I loved Roseanne. I truly did. She was lively, funny, loyal, and would give you the shirt off her back. She had an open heart and time for everyone.”

      “But …”

      “But every once in a while …” Arielle shook her head. “What can I say? That eighth-grade side of her would materialize and she could be absolutely awful. She could cut a person down with a few well-placed words.”

      “A person like her husband?”

      Arielle looked at the ceiling. “Roseanne was usually such a sweetie, so if you’d never seen it, it would throw you off guard. But I remember this one specific time that my boyfriend and I were at a dinner party with them—Rosie and Ivan. She was really upset with him, and was zinging him all evening. Every once in a while, he’d try to zing her back, but he was clearly out of his league.”

      “Ouch.”

      “Yeah. Exactly! Ivan probably had it coming, but it was still pretty ugly, especially since …” She waved her hand in the air. “Never mind.”

      Decker said, “Now’s not the time to play coy, Ms. Toombs. I really need to know what was going on between them.”

      Arielle paused. “Why?”

      It should have been Decker’s turn to say never mind. Instead, he fed her a little white lie. “We’re investigating the crash for insurance fraud. There seems to have been some dispute as to whom she named as benefactor of her policy. If she and Ivan had been having long-standing problems, it might have some bearing on the claim and counterclaim.”

      “Well, if Rosie would have known what was going to happen to her, I’m sure she wouldn’t have left the twit a dime. But I don’t know if she had gotten around to changing her insurance policy.”

      “So what were you hesitant to tell me a few moments ago?”

      “Oh, golly! It’s just that Roseanne wasn’t such an angel herself.”

      “Ah …” Decker nodded.

      “But it’s still Ivan’s fault. She didn’t start doing anything until he stepped out on her repeatedly.”

      Decker said, “Was she seeing anyone specific?”

      “I suppose I should lay all the cards on the table. About six months ago, Rosie broke off a long-standing affair that she was having with a married man. He was in his fifties. I don’t know how rich he was, but I do know he spent a lot on her. Every time we went up to San Jose for work, and we’d have to spend the night there, she’d come back the next day with something shiny on her finger or on her wrists or earlobes. One time he bought her a diamond watch—a Chopard. That’s a very expensive brand.”

      “Yes, it is. So maybe that’s why she was planning to work from San Jose.”

      “If this had happened six months ago, I would have said of course, that’s the reason.” Arielle took a long gulp of her water. “But she broke it off and was resolved never to see him again. Mr. Married Man began having ideas about the two of them running off into the sunset, and while he was good for a trinket or two, she definitely didn’t want him around permanently. When she broke off the affair, Rosie told me that he was very upset with her. The whole thing ended badly. That’s why I found it so odd that she was on the plane, planning to work in San Jose.”

      “Maybe they reconciled.”

      “I … honestly don’t think so. She was trying to reconcile with Ivan. They were in counseling together, although it wasn’t working, according to her.”

      “I’d like to talk to her ex-lover. I’ll need his name.”

      “I can give it to you, but what relevance would it have to her insurance policy?”

      “We’re just checking out all kinds of avenues,” Decker said. “Maybe if she was going to marry this guy, she would have changed her policy.”

      “No, you’re on the wrong track. She had no intent of marrying Ray. Raymond Holmes. He’s five ten, two-seventy, and like I said, in his fifties. He was a builder. I found him as dull as dry toast. Roseanne would never marry him.”

      “Why not? He could certainly give her the security that Ivan wasn’t giving her.”

      “Roseanne never cared about security. Her father has money and she was earning a good living. Roseanne was interested in a shoulder to cry on and Ray was perfect for that … although I’m sure the jewelry didn’t hurt.”

      “Tell me something, Ms. Toombs. How did Roseanne … with all her attributes … hook up with a loser like Ivan Dresden?”

      “Have you ever met Ivan?”

      Decker shook his head.

      “He’s really good-looking. It’s his best asset. It’s his only asset. If he would have just been a slacker, and a spendthrift, I think Roseanne would have tolerated him because he’s great arm candy. It was the affairs. They made her look small. Even though she had her own fling, her heart wasn’t into it. She was planning on leaving him, but like I told you before, I don’t know if she got around to changing her insurance policy.”

      If there was ever a convenient time for Ivan to whack her, it would have been then. Yet now that Decker had found out about Roseanne’s lover, her being on the flight to San Jose made a lot more sense, despite Arielle’s insistence that the relationship was over. Decker said, “I’ll take Raymond Holmes’s phone number and address now.”

      “I’ll give you what I have, but it may not be current.”

      “That’s not a problem. I’m sure he’s listed, at least professionally.”

      “Yeah, according to Roseanne, he owns a successful contracting company.”

      “According to Roseanne,” Decker repeated.

      “I believe her. Roseanne was a lot of things, but she wasn’t a liar.”

      “She was cheating on her husband. Isn’t that lying?”

      Arielle thought about that. “More like lies of omission rather than lies of commission. I don’t know if she ever told Ivan about the affair. And I doubt that Ivan cared enough to ever ask.”

      DECKER’S CELL PHONE displayed a new message: Marge, and there was urgency in her voice. He called her СКАЧАТЬ