‘I can see how that might happen.’
‘Terrence would not have done anything bad like that. He just wasn’t from that kind of family … we’re not that kind of family.’
Ren smiled at him kindly.
‘I know,’ said Haggart. ‘Probably everyone says that.’
‘In your line of work, you know that.’
Haggart nodded. ‘Yes. But just seeing that news report was kind of bam – there it was in full-color widescreen, all dragged up again. I mean, sure, old reports are on the internet, if anyone wanted to look … But it’s all resurfaced and the name … my name is up there. It doesn’t look good for me, for what I do.’
Something about how he said it made her empathy shift back a gear.
‘I’m sure that’s very difficult,’ said Ren.
‘I’m talking to you about it because I … can’t really approach the Sheriff because it would be weird. Or the Breck PD, because they were like Terrence’s personal chauffeurs and it got to pissing them off. I mean, he was a funny guy, people liked him, so he got away with a lot, but when this all came up, people were looking at him a different way.’
Ren nodded.
‘But you’re not from here,’ said Ollie, ‘and I was wondering if you could look at the file to see if it makes sense to you.’
‘Did you look at it?’
‘Conflict of interest.’
‘I don’t know if it’s appropriate for me to look at it either. I’m here to investigate Jean Transom’s death …’
‘I know – on Quandary. Wilson’s disappearance was a year ago, but it was the only other recent alleged crime out that way. Wouldn’t that make it at least worth a look?’
Ren paused. ‘OK, I’ll read through it. That’s the best I can do.’
‘Thank you,’ said Haggart. ‘I appreciate it. My mom’s been very upset the past few days.’
And at the last fence, Ren saw a little spark of humanity in his eyes. And she promised herself she would remember that a side effect of Ollie Haggart’s job was having to keep that part of himself hidden.
Bob rolled his eyes with spectacular dramatics. Ren smiled at him, but stood her ground while she had him at his desk and could temporarily tower over him.
‘We get people coming in all the time – look at this, look at that, re-open this, re-open that,’ he said. ‘You know the drill – they think by wishing someone was a good person, that’s enough. If they believe their husband couldn’t rape and murder women, then that is so. “Please look at this again. I just cannot believe XYZ is capable of murder. You’ve got the wrong man/woman/teen psychopath …”’
‘Oh, come on – this is different,’ says Ren. ‘It’s not a confirmed murder. I mean, there’s no body.’ She paused. ‘Hey – maybe Quandary Peak feeds on dead bodies. Maybe we’re in a Stephen King novel.’
‘Yeah – Misery,’ said Bob.
Ren smiled.
‘Think about the guy who came to you,’ said Bob. ‘Ollie Haggart is twenty-nine years old, a new defense attorney.’ He pointed in the direction of the courthouse. ‘This is all about him. And his last name.’
‘That’s a little harsh,’ said Ren. ‘If it was one of my brothers …’
‘Older, I bet,’ said Bob.
‘Yes they are. How did you know that?’
‘Women are different if they have older brothers. They don’t take any shit from men. Sadly, my wife has older brothers …’
‘But, luckily, she has a very nice husband.’
Bob looked at her.
‘What are you looking at me like that for? I mean it.’
‘Well, that’s very nice, thank you.’
Ren smiled as Bob shuffled some papers around his desk.
‘Anyway,’ he said. ‘Terrence Haggart was known around town for being a troublemaker – by the older people anyway. We’ve taken him in a few times. Breck PD knows him well. So the ski-pole of suspicion was pointed his way. Do you like that? My Casey Bonaventure? Anyway, people here didn’t give a shit about Mark Wilson disappearing – Christ, his own family barely gave a shit – but they didn’t want their own kids to get sucked in by Haggart. Terrence Haggart’s a loser, but a charming one – the guy who has the party house that everyone wants to go back to …’
‘Like your place,’ said Ren.
‘Exactly,’ said Bob. ‘And I’ll stress he’s charming – if he’s been drinking the right kind of alcohol. Throw some hard liquor into the mix and anything can happen. He doesn’t do it a lot, but when he does, it can get ugly. The next day, he’s all remorseful, so people give him a break.’
‘So … where’s he now?’
‘He moved away. He got too much grief on this one. Either way, Ollie should know better than to pay attention to the media. If something happens around here, they bring up three cases – the 1982 case about the two murdered hitch-hikers, the Quandary disappearance, and the Scoop Daniels missing attorney case.’
‘Right now, I’m having a Quandary quandary,’ said Ren.
‘It was inevitable,’ said Bob. ‘One of us was going to crack and say that … I’m just glad it wasn’t me.’
‘The word has three syllables, Bob. It was never going to be you.’
Gressett broke up their laughter. ‘That Haggart guy is being an arrogant prick if he thinks his job is going to be compromised because of his last name. That’s his problem.’
‘And it’s a problem he wants us to solve,’ said Bob.
Gressett stared at Ren. ‘You’re being taken for a ride… Haggart sees a woman –’
Bob could see the fire flash in Ren’s eyes. He tried to put it out with the calm in his.
‘Yes,’ said Ren, turning to Gressett. ‘You’re right. He said a dick was the last thing he needed to deal with.’ She turned back to Bob. ‘Look, it’s in Haggart’s interest if his brother is cleared of any association. But if this case is re-examined in the middle of a media circus and it is discovered that his brother is a murderer, Ollie Haggart is grabbing a big huge spotlight and shining it down on his family again. Why would he risk all that? He has to believe that something else happened.’
‘Back to my point,’ said Gressett; ‘the family always believe something else happened.’
Stay calm. Stay calm.
‘Like what, though?’ Gressett continued. ‘In the course of investigating Jean’s homicide, we’ll trip over Wilson’s frozen body covered in Big Foot’s massive frozen footprints?’
Ren didn’t like people who had no sense of humor. But they were always more welcome in her life than people who had a bad one. Especially the smart-mouthed, unfunny crap that came out of Tiny Gressett.
She beamed angry eyes and a matching smile. ‘Let’s just agree to disagree.’ You overbearing shit.
Gressett was a smiler too. He stood up and left the room, his hand hovering over his belt.
Ren