Italian. Indian XXX His first name is Barry. I’ll only be a minute.”
“This is the Matsqui justice building, isn’t it?”
“Yep. I think he was too drunk to harm anyone. As they near her house she perks up and says, “Are you going to pick me up in the morning? Oh wow! Harrison.”
“Can you do those notes while I drive? Often a woman can illicit cooperation from an individual where a man can’t. Nothing. She responds immediately, “I thought I heard your voice.”
“So, have you been a good girl and done as the doctors tell you?”
“Crank my bed up a bit so I can see the room. You really care about your kids.”
“They mean a lot to me.”
“I know. Want to see a friend about these cases. He’s right here at the base.”
“Does he keep tabs on you?”
“Not really. I must be getting close to the killer or killers. She whispers, “Come.” and beckons. “I don’t think it’s funny. It seems to me he talked with a guy in the mall one time about working there in the warehouse. I start Monday at the Husky in Sardis.”
“Oh wow! That’s how I ended up out in Hope.”
“How is it going with your divorce? Grocery list pad; he takes a pencil and using a flat side of the lead carefully blackens the top page.
