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.All in about five minutes.”“She must have had help.Did you check that number I gave you back at the hospital?”“Not yet.Where did you get it, anyway?”“I got the number off of Deidra’s Blackberry.That number belongs to whomever it was she was talking to just before she left.”As Max input the phone number into the search data base, Cyrus heard the quick gate of Bernie Frizell coming down the hallway.“Hello Bernie,” Cyrus said, “you got any news on those fingerprints?”“Ten years ago, we couldn’t have lifted half the fingerprints we lifted off that bat.That new technique the geeks out at Los Alamos developed really works well.Micro-X-ray fluorescence they call it, the detection of fingerprints based on elemental composition using micro-X-ray fluorescence.It looks psychedelic, don’t you think? The technique shows the salts, such as sodium chloride and potassium chloride, excreted in sweat present in detectable quantities in human fingerprints.”Cyrus gave Bernie that glazed look he always gave him whenever he started talking forensics-ese.Bernie rolled his eyes, “Well anyway, it is a sixteen point match, good job Cyrus,” he said and then he turned to walk back down the hallway in the direction from which he came.“Wait Bernie,” Cyrus said.Bernie stopped in his tracks and turned around.“Did you find out about the ring?”Bernie cocked his head and stood silent for a moment or two.“Oh yeah, the ring Deidra Jones had on.You asked me to check on how much that diamond cost and who paid for it.”“Did she get it at Vernon’s?”“All seven point four carrots and she paid for it herself with a check.”“How much?”“Two hundred and two thousand, four hundred and fifty dollars, on sale too they said.”“Max stopped typing and said, “How did an unemployed writer and part time artist get her hands on that kind of money?”“Blackmail is one way,” Cyrus said, “Let’s go see the special effects man.”“Right,” Max said as he got up.“You coming, Bernie?”“Sure Cyrus.”When they got to Rincon Beach, it was late afternoon and the south side parking lot was half empty.The sun was still bright, but the Santa Ana winds had finally died down.Max parked the Charger in the same spot Mike had parked the morning he was killed.“Lets go down to the beach on the north side and walk around to the back of the estate.”“What are we looking for?” Bernie asked.“We’re looking for a hole or weak spot in his fence where someone could crawl out,” Cyrus said as they walked at a near trot toward the stairs to the beach on the north side.After five minutes of trudging through the soft sand, they arrived at the rocky section of beach next to the backyard of the sound effects man beach home.Cyrus grabbed two of the bars of the wrought iron fence with each hand.Letting go he said, “I didn’t set off any audible alarm.Max, call the dispatcher for 911 and see if they get a call from their security.And make sure they don’t respond to it if they did.Bernie come over here close to the fence.”Bernie walked over beside Cyrus and stopped.“See if you can squeeze through a space in the bars.Bernie squeezed his torso through the bars, but got stuck.Cyrus and Max had to pull him free.“It’s no good at this spot anyway,” Cyrus said, “It’s in plain view of the surveillance cameras.Let’s try over there, near the edge of the cliff.”When they arrived at the cliff’s edge Max bent down and pulled up a beer bottle, “Somebody’s been partying here.”“Let me see that,” Cyrus said.Max handed him the bottle.He looked over the label and tried to remember where he’d seen it before.“This is a very rare bottle of beer.”“How’s that?” Max said.“It’s Imperial Russian stout.Grigoryan drinks this stuff.He told me himself there are only a few bottles of it left.Seems the brewery went out of business in the nineties.”“What was he doing here?”“Waiting for Deidra Jones so he could help her kill Mike Tanner.Bernie, let’s try to find a spot you can squeeze through.”“Cyrus, wait.That number you asked me to check on; it was Grigoryan’s number.”Cyrus nodded his head and then said, “They must have had it planned for a while [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.All in about five minutes.”“She must have had help.Did you check that number I gave you back at the hospital?”“Not yet.Where did you get it, anyway?”“I got the number off of Deidra’s Blackberry.That number belongs to whomever it was she was talking to just before she left.”As Max input the phone number into the search data base, Cyrus heard the quick gate of Bernie Frizell coming down the hallway.“Hello Bernie,” Cyrus said, “you got any news on those fingerprints?”“Ten years ago, we couldn’t have lifted half the fingerprints we lifted off that bat.That new technique the geeks out at Los Alamos developed really works well.Micro-X-ray fluorescence they call it, the detection of fingerprints based on elemental composition using micro-X-ray fluorescence.It looks psychedelic, don’t you think? The technique shows the salts, such as sodium chloride and potassium chloride, excreted in sweat present in detectable quantities in human fingerprints.”Cyrus gave Bernie that glazed look he always gave him whenever he started talking forensics-ese.Bernie rolled his eyes, “Well anyway, it is a sixteen point match, good job Cyrus,” he said and then he turned to walk back down the hallway in the direction from which he came.“Wait Bernie,” Cyrus said.Bernie stopped in his tracks and turned around.“Did you find out about the ring?”Bernie cocked his head and stood silent for a moment or two.“Oh yeah, the ring Deidra Jones had on.You asked me to check on how much that diamond cost and who paid for it.”“Did she get it at Vernon’s?”“All seven point four carrots and she paid for it herself with a check.”“How much?”“Two hundred and two thousand, four hundred and fifty dollars, on sale too they said.”“Max stopped typing and said, “How did an unemployed writer and part time artist get her hands on that kind of money?”“Blackmail is one way,” Cyrus said, “Let’s go see the special effects man.”“Right,” Max said as he got up.“You coming, Bernie?”“Sure Cyrus.”When they got to Rincon Beach, it was late afternoon and the south side parking lot was half empty.The sun was still bright, but the Santa Ana winds had finally died down.Max parked the Charger in the same spot Mike had parked the morning he was killed.“Lets go down to the beach on the north side and walk around to the back of the estate.”“What are we looking for?” Bernie asked.“We’re looking for a hole or weak spot in his fence where someone could crawl out,” Cyrus said as they walked at a near trot toward the stairs to the beach on the north side.After five minutes of trudging through the soft sand, they arrived at the rocky section of beach next to the backyard of the sound effects man beach home.Cyrus grabbed two of the bars of the wrought iron fence with each hand.Letting go he said, “I didn’t set off any audible alarm.Max, call the dispatcher for 911 and see if they get a call from their security.And make sure they don’t respond to it if they did.Bernie come over here close to the fence.”Bernie walked over beside Cyrus and stopped.“See if you can squeeze through a space in the bars.Bernie squeezed his torso through the bars, but got stuck.Cyrus and Max had to pull him free.“It’s no good at this spot anyway,” Cyrus said, “It’s in plain view of the surveillance cameras.Let’s try over there, near the edge of the cliff.”When they arrived at the cliff’s edge Max bent down and pulled up a beer bottle, “Somebody’s been partying here.”“Let me see that,” Cyrus said.Max handed him the bottle.He looked over the label and tried to remember where he’d seen it before.“This is a very rare bottle of beer.”“How’s that?” Max said.“It’s Imperial Russian stout.Grigoryan drinks this stuff.He told me himself there are only a few bottles of it left.Seems the brewery went out of business in the nineties.”“What was he doing here?”“Waiting for Deidra Jones so he could help her kill Mike Tanner.Bernie, let’s try to find a spot you can squeeze through.”“Cyrus, wait.That number you asked me to check on; it was Grigoryan’s number.”Cyrus nodded his head and then said, “They must have had it planned for a while [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]