it from the hard drive on Kaidanov's computer? Wouldn't Flynn want us to find the study?'
The question stumped Daniel for a moment. Then he brightened.
'When I broke into Kaidanov's house it looked like a hurricane had swept through it, but there was one thing in that house that was untouched and sitting exactly where it was supposed to be.'
'The computer!'
'Whoever trashed Kaidanov's house left his computer alone so I couldn't help but notice it in the wreckage. He couldn't have done more to draw my attention to it if he painted it red and stuck sequins on it.'
'You're right. They wanted us to think that there had been an unsuccessful attempt by Geller's people to erase the file, but a pro would have left no trace on the hard drive. It was a snap for me to recover the study.'
'There's something else, Kate. Think about this. Flynn finding Kaidanov's letter in the documents Geller produced was like buying a winning lottery ticket. But that's not the only time that Flynn's gotten lucky. The eyewitness in my murder case just happens to be April Fairweather, the defendant in another one of his cases. Then a guardian angel sends my lawyer a videotape that enables her to destroy Fairweather so badly that the insurance company Flynn is suing will have to settle. Bingo, Flynn collects another big attorney fee.'
'That is quite a string of good luck,' Kate mused.
'What if Flynn is making his own luck? I talked with Joe Molinari about my case when we ran. He wondered if Flynn's got a mole at Reed, Briggs who stole the tape and put the Kaidanov letter into the discovery.'
'Did he say who he thought it was?'
'Brock Newbauer or Susan Webster. Both of them are involved with the Insufort and the Fairweather cases.'
Kate was quiet for a moment. When she spoke Daniel could tell that she was upset.
'You might be onto something. About a year ago Brock Newbauer settled a lawsuit because Aaron Flynn found a witness no one outside our office was supposed to know about. The way I remember it, aside from the lawyers, only our client was supposed to know that this guy existed. A lot of people in the firm were upset when they received Flynn's witness list. There were rumors that someone at Reed, Briggs tipped off Flynn, but they never came to anything. The next time you talk to Joe Molinari ask him about the Romanoff case. He was working on it with Newbauer. It was shortly after you started at the firm.'
Kate thought for a moment before making a decision.
'I think our best chance of clearing you is to help the police find the person who killed Briggs and Kaidanov. I'm going to show Billie the bugs. We can tell her about Burt Randall. She'll question him and find out who told him to install them. I'll tell Billie about Flynn's connection to Gene Arnold. We'll nail him.'
Chapter Thirty-Nine.
When Kate walked into the Taco Bell, Billie Brewster was working on a burrito in a back booth. Kate bought a cup of black coffee and slid in across from her.
'What, no password? I thought this was a top-secret meeting.'
Kate smiled. 'I'm here to talk about Kaidanov's murder.'
'And I thought you wanted some fashion tips.' Billie took a bite of her burrito. 'I assume there's going to be a little quid pro quo here.'
Kate nodded.
'A neighbor who lives near that ravine heard the shots and looked out her window. She saw someone run out of the woods a little before you and Daniel came out, but it was too dark for her to give any kind of ID. She also saw a car drive off without lights, but can't tell us the make or color. That's all we've got.'
'I think you should take a hard look at Aaron Flynn and Burt Randall, Flynn's investigator.'
'This on the up-and-up?'
Kate nodded.
'Aaron Flynn has lots of important friends,' Billie said.
Kate leaned across the table. Her voice and her stare were intense.
'Kaidanov phoned Daniel's apartment to set up the meeting at the graveyard. Daniel didn't tell anyone except me that he was meeting Kaidanov there at ten, but the killer knew. The day before the call, Daniel saw Burt Randall leaving his building. I had Dan's apartment swept for bugs and my technician found these.'
Kate placed the evidence bags containing the bugs on the table. Billie whistled softly.
'Randall must have planted them and whoever listened to Daniel's calls knew that Kaidanov would be at Rest of Angels at ten o'clock.'
The detective picked up evidence bags and studied the listening devices.
'Okay, you've got me thinking about Randall,' she said. 'Why Flynn?'
Kate told Billie everything she had learned in Arizona about the Alvarez and Arnold kidnappings.
'I'm certain that Gene Arnold was killed because Flynn was afraid that he would expose his connection to the Arizona kidnappings.'
'Was Flynn ever a suspect in the Alvarez or Arnold murders?'
'Not that I know. But I called your friend at the Benson Hotel. He went over Arnold's phone records. Gene Arnold called Aaron Flynn's office from his room.'
'Why would a hotshot lawyer like Aaron Flynn be killing people and setting monkeys on fire?' Brewster asked.
Kate told the homicide detective how much money Flynn would make if he won the Insufort litigation and how much it would cost him if he lost it.
'You think Flynn or Randall killed Arthur Briggs?' Billie asked.
'I'm certain of it. Kaidanov was going to tell Briggs that the study was a hoax. The study was all Flynn had going for him. He had to kill Kaidanov and anyone he talked to.'
Billie took a bite of her burrito and mulled over all she'd just learned.
'I think I'll pay a visit to Mr. Flynn,' she said.
Chapter Forty.
Zeke Forbus was at his desk in the Justice Center writing a report when his intercom buzzed.
'I've got a caller on line two for a detective who's working on the Ames investigation,' the receptionist said.
'Though he works from sun to sun, a detective's work is never done.' Forbus sighed. The receptionist laughed. 'I'll take it, Millie.'
'Detectives,' Forbus said as soon as he punched line two.
'Ask Arthur Briggs's secretary what Daniel Ames said when he called her the afternoon her boss was murdered,' a muffled voice said. Then the line went dead.
Zeke Forbus flashed his badge and told the receptionist at Reed, Briggs that he wanted to talk to Renee Gilchrist. Then he took a seat and leafed through a magazine while he waited for Renee to appear. As soon as she walked into the reception area, Forbus remembered her. She was tall and sleek and easily distracted him from the article he had been reading.
'Ms. Gilchrist?' Forbus said.
When she nodded Forbus showed Renee his identification. Renee looked nervous.
'I'm one of the detectives investigating the murder of Arthur Briggs. We spoke right after your boss was killed.'
'Oh, yes. I remember.'
'Is there someplace quiet where we can talk now?'
'There's a room down the hall that's not being used.'
'That'll do.'
'What's this about?'
Forbus smiled. 'Why don't we get settled first.'
As soon as they were inside, Forbus shut the door and motioned Renee into a seat. The room was small and the air close. Forbus moved slowly to the table and took his seat, staring at Renee the whole time and not saying a word. The detective enjoyed using his size to advantage in a situation like this and he felt a surge of pleasure when Renee lowered her eyes. He had intentionally scooted his chair close to her so their knees were almost touching.
'After we talked the first time I wrote a report.'
