but the possibility that he was known to her is real.’
Captain Blake thought for a moment. ‘The perpetrator could’ve had his own set of keys.’
Hunter nodded. ‘Either that or he’s a master locksmith.’
‘Did she have a boyfriend, a lover?’
‘We’re talking to her ex-fiance later today. His flight from Dallas lands at 2:45 p.m.’
‘How long has he been away?’
Hunter rubbed his forehead. ‘Since Tuesday evening.’
‘Well, that takes him off the suspects list, doesn’t it?’
‘I wouldn’t say that just now, Captain.’
Captain Blake faced Hunter. ‘Well, let’s see, he’s been out of LA since Tuesday evening. Our victim’s body was found two days ago — Wednesday afternoon, remember? No exact time of death, but the crime-scene forensic report said that it wouldn’t have been more than three to six hours prior to the discovery of the body. That means that he wasn’t in Los Angeles when she died, Robert.’
‘Yes,’ Hunter agreed, ‘but we also have no proof that our killer
‘OK, I can go with that,’ the captain agreed. ‘How about this other guy Carlos told me about? The one who tried to pick Laura up on the last night of her exhibition?’
Hunter searched his desk for a copy of the picture of the stranger she was referring to and handed it to her. The captain stared at it for a few seconds.
‘We’ve been running this picture against the unified police database since yesterday. No matches yet. We’ve also got a team of uniformed officers going around every art gallery, exhibition hall, museum, art school, cafe, anywhere and everywhere where exhibitions take place. The chaperone at the Daniel Rossdale Art Gallery said she was certain she’d seen him before at a previous exhibition. Which means this guy is probably genuinely into art. Hopefully someone, somewhere will recognize him.’
‘The door to door of Laura’s apartment building gave us nothing,’ Garcia said. ‘Two to three weeks is a hell of a long time for any of the neighbors to remember hearing anything out of the ordinary, or seeing anyone suspicious.’
‘Have Forensics found anything else in her apartment?’
Hunter poured himself a glass of water. ‘They recovered several black fibers from a brick wall. No results yet, but a possible clue.’
‘Which is?’
‘A few of the fibers came from a point about six foot from the floor.’
‘Any hairs?’ Captain Blake asked.
‘None.’
‘So whoever was there was wearing a hat or a ski mask or something,’ she concluded.
‘The assumption is that while hiding, the attacker flattened his back against the brick wall,’ Hunter said. ‘If we’re right and the fibers came from some sort of head garment, he should be between six foot and six four.’
‘And if they haven’t?’
‘Then the fibers could’ve come from a sweater and we’re looking for a seven-foot giant.’
‘At least he’ll be easy to spot,’ Garcia joked.
‘No sign of a struggle?’ the captain asked without a hint of a smile.
‘None.’
She turned and stared at the crime-scene photographs pinned to the pictures board. No matter how often she looked at them, they made her wince every time. Violence in this city seemed to get worse with each passing year.
‘Talk to me, Robert, ’cause I’m really starting to dislike this whole thing. It’s been two days since we found Laura’s body. Two days since this scumbag blew a bomb inside a morgue and killed two other people, one of them being one of my best friends, and we’ve got shit so far. Why was she kept hostage for so long before being murdered? Has the Mitchell family received any sort of ransom requests or demands?’
Hunter shook his head. ‘No. And if we’re right, whoever this killer is, he’s not after a ransom. Murder/kidnappings are rarely about money.’
Captain Blake felt a chill start at the base of her neck. ‘You think he kept her for sexual pleasure?’
‘It’s possible. But with no autopsy report we’ll never know if Laura Mitchell was raped or not.’
Captain Blake let out a heartfelt sigh.
‘There’s always a reason why a kidnapper would keep a hostage without demanding money for the victim’s return,’ Hunter offered. ‘The two most common are revenge or an obsession with the victim, where the aggressor just can’t let go. Nine times out of ten it starts out as some sort of platonic love. . to the power of a thousand.’ Hunter paused and allowed his eyes to rest on the portrait photograph of Laura Mitchell. ‘And almost undoubtedly that obsession is, or becomes, sexual.’
The captain shifted her weight from one foot to another.
‘But something here isn’t matching,’ Hunter continued.
‘What do you mean?’
‘One thing we do know for sure from the crime-scene pictures is that the killer didn’t torture Laura.’
The captain’s brow furrowed.
‘Torture, degradation and sadistic sexual abuse are a big part of most murder/kidnappings,’ Hunter explained. ‘When the reason behind the kidnapping isn’t money, if and when the victim is found, there are usually clear indications of physical torture and abuse.’ He walked up to the pictures board. ‘Before identifying her, Garcia and I went through these pictures with a fine-toothed comb and a magnifying glass trying to identify any physical marks that could point us in the right direction.’ He shook his head. ‘Not a scratch. Laura had no bruises other than the ones caused by the stitches and her own nails.’
‘If whoever kidnapped her was after revenge,’ Garcia said, ‘he would’ve tortured her, Captain. If he were obsessed with her, there’s a good chance he would’ve raped her. In both cases, her body should’ve shown bruises.’
‘Once the aggressor starts using violence to get what he wants. .’ Hunter continued, ‘. . then we’re into a very fast downward spiral. His dominance over her, the false sense of power it gives him, will hook him like a drug. The violence will escalate, the rapes will become more aggressive until. .’ He let the sentence hang in the air.
‘But that’s not what we have here.’ Garcia took over. ‘We’ve got the kidnapping, the keeping of the victim and the murder, but not the violence.’
Captain Blake almost choked on Garcia’s words. ‘
‘That’s precisely the problem, Captain,’ Hunter cut in. ‘The violence only came at the end, with the murder. And we all agree it was gruesomely sadistic. But the lack of any bruising on Laura’s body indicates that the killer wasn’t violent towards her while she was held captive. There was no escalation. It went from zero violence to monstrous in one quick step.’
‘And that tells us what?’
Hunter held her stare. ‘That we’re dealing with an extremely unstable, explosive individual. When he loses his temper, someone loses their life.’
Thirty-Three
Patrick Barlett was one of the top financial advisors in the whole of California. He ran his own company from the fortieth floor of the famous 777 Tower.
