First Family

CHAPTER 20

SEAN YAWNED, sat back, finished off his coffee, and rose to get some more while Michelle stared intently at the computer screen. They were at her apartment near Fairfax Corner. While outside cars and patrons streamed through the popular upscale shopping area, the two of them had been sequestered in Michelle's cluttered home office staring at digital liquid on her Mac. Sean returned and handed her a fresh cup of coffee. It had taken a long time to sift through Tuck Dutton's computer files. But some interesting information had been gained by the effort.

The man had been scheduled to come home the morning following the kidnapping attempt. Cassandra Mallory's cell phone had been listed in his contacts. Sean had called it. A woman had answered and then he'd hung up. Her address was also in Tuck's records.

"We might have to pay the woman a visit," Michelle said.

"If she's still around."

"You think she was in on it?"

"Hard to say. I have no doubt they had something going on. You don't use a coworker's name as your computer password. But whether she knew about this, or whether Tuck was actually involved…" He shrugged.

She gave him a confused look. "I didn't think Tuck's involvement was an open question. If he wasn't involved it was a helluva coincidence, don't you think?"

"But we did a quick look at his financial account. There's no movement of cash out that isn't accounted for. So, what, they did this for free?"

"Maybe he has another account somewhere. The guy's in government contracting. You telling me folks like that don't have slush funds all over the place?"

"But if he decided to be at the house it apparently was a spur-of-the-moment thing. I checked with the airline. The reservation change was made at the last possible second."

"Like we discussed before, he might have thought about it and decided it was better cover to be there than not."

Sean looked out the window. "I feel like we're spinning our wheels. Maybe the trace under Pam's fingernails will get a hit on a database somewhere."

Michelle said excitedly, "Wait a minute, what if the ransom is the payment? That way Tuck doesn't have to cough up a dime and there's no money trail for the FBI to follow."

"So these guys do all this on the come? You know the kidnapping business sucks. The payoff is always problematic. Even with electronic transfers, there's always some trail to follow. You get your money and then the FBI knocks down your door." Sean drew a breath. "And we still have no idea why they took blood from Pam Dutton."

"So how do we play this with Tuck?"

"Question him some more, but don't tip our hand."

"His buddy Hilal might do that for us. Meaning tip off Tuck."

"Don't think so. His primary concern is not to let this contract blow up. And he doesn't want to fall in this mess with Tuck if he is guilty. I think he'll keep his distance."

"So if Pam wasn't Willa's birth mother who could it be?"

"It might not matter."

"But you said earlier that you thought Willa was the adopted one. So I thought you meant it was tied into this somehow."

"Willa is twelve. If it is tied to her it's taken somebody a long time to come around to it."

"Do you remember them ever talking about Willa being adopted?"

"Never. I just assumed all three kids were theirs."

"Okay, how about Jane Cox?"

"What about her?"

"She knows about our suspicions. What if she tips off her brother?"

Before Sean could answer, Michelle's phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Oh, hey, Bill. I… what?" Michelle paled. "Oh my God. When? How?"

Michelle didn't say anything for about a minute, but her breath kept coming in accelerating bursts as she listened. "Okay, okay. I'll catch the next flight out." She clicked off.

"Michelle, what is it?"

"My mom's dead."