“Hang on-”
“Homes?”
Random and his driver stepped out of the gray car as Holman caught a flash of movement from the curb. Vukovich and another man were stepping off the sidewalk, one from the front and one from the back. They were holding pistols down along their legs. Chee’s tinny voice squawked from the phone-
“Holman, is that you?”
“Don’t hang up. The cops are coming-”
Holman let the phone slip to the seat and put both hands on the steering wheel, motionless and in plain sight. Chee’s voice was an electronic squeak.
“Homes?”
Random pulled open the door, then stepped aside. His driver was shorter than Holman but as wide as a bed. He jerked Holman out from behind the wheel and shoved him face-first against the Highlander.
“Don’t fucking move.”
Holman didn’t resist. The short guy patted him down while Random leaned into the car. Random turned off the ignition, then backed out of the car with Holman’s phone. He held it to his ear, listened, then closed the phone and tossed it back into the car.
Random said, “Nice phone.”
“What are you doing? Why are you doing this?”
“Nice car, too. Where’d you get a car like this? You steal it?”
“I rented it.”
The short guy shoved Holman harder against the car.
“Keep your face planted.”
“It’s hot.”
“Too fucking bad.”
Random said, “Vuke, run the car. You can’t rent a car without a driver’s license and a credit card. I think he stole it.”
Holman said, “I got a driver’s license, goddamnit. It came yesterday. The rental papers are in the glove box.”
Vukovich opened the far passenger door to check the glove box as the short guy pulled Holman’s wallet.
Holman said, “This is bullshit. Why are you doing this?”
Random pulled Holman around so they were facing each other while the short guy brought the wallet to his car and went to work on their computer. Three students stopped on the sidewalk, but Random didn’t seem concerned. His eyes were dark knots focused on Holman.
“You don’t think Jacki Fowler is suffering enough?”
“What are you talking about? So I went to see her? So what?”
“Here’s a widow with four boys and a dead husband, but you had to invade her privacy. Why would you want to upset a woman like that, Holman? What do you expect to gain?”
“I’m trying to find out what happened to my son.”
“I told you what happened when I told you to let me do my job.”
“I don’t think you’re doing your job. I don’t know what in fuck you’re doing. Why did you go to my boss? What the fuck is that, asking if he thinks I’m on drugs?”
“You’re a drug addict.”
“Was. Was.”
“Drug addicts always want more, and I’m thinking that’s why you’re leaning on the families. You’re looking to score. Even from your own daughter-in-law.”
“Was! Fuck you, motherfucker.”
Holman fought hard for his self-control.
“That’s my son’s wife, you sonofabitch. Now it’s me telling you to stay away from her. You goddamn leave her alone.”
Random stepped closer and Holman knew he was being provoked. Random wanted him to swing. Random wanted to take him inside.
“You don’t have a right to tell me anything. You were nothing to your son, so don’t give yourself airs. You didn’t even meet the girl until last week, so don’t pretend she’s your family.”
Holman felt a deep throbbing in his temples. His vision grayed at the edges as the throbbing grew. Random floated in front of him like a target, but Holman told himself no. Why did Random want him inside? Why did Random want him out of the way?
Holman said, “What was in those reports you took?”
Random’s jaw flexed, but he didn’t answer, and Holman knew the reports were important.
“My daughter-in-law claims you took something that belonged to my son from her house. Did you have a warrant, Random? Did it list what you went there to find or were you grabbing whatever you wanted? That sounds like theft, if you had no warrant.”
Random was still staring when Vukovich backed out of the car with the rental papers. He held them out to show Random.
“He’s got a rental agreement here in his name. Looks legit.”
Holman said, “It is legit, Detective, just like your warrant. Call’m and see.”
Random studied the papers.
“Quality Motors of Los Angeles. You ever heard of Quality Motors?”
Vukovich shrugged as Random called over his shoulder.
“Teddy? You get the plate?”
The short guy was Teddy. Teddy returned and handed Holman’s license and wallet to Random.
“Vehicle registered to Quality Motors, no wants, warrants, or citations. His DL shows good, too.”
Random glanced at the driver’s license, then Holman.
“Where’d you get this?”
“The Department of Motor Vehicles. Where did you get your warrant?”
Random put the license back in Holman’s wallet but held on to it along with the rental papers. Random had backed off, and now Holman knew the reports were important. Random wasn’t pressing because he didn’t want Holman to make a stink about the reports.
Random said, “I want to make sure you understand the situation, Holman. I asked you one time nice. This is me telling you a second time. I’m not going to let you make it more difficult for these families. Stay away from them.”
“I’m one of those families.”
Something like a smile played at Random’s lips. He stepped closer and whispered.
“Which family? Frogtown?”
“Juarez was Frogtown. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“You like White Fence any better?”
Holman kept his face empty.
“How’s your friend Gary Moreno-L’Chee?”
“I haven’t seen him in years. Maybe I’ll look him up.”
Random tossed Holman’s wallet and rental papers into the Highlander.
“You’re fucking me up, Holman, and I cannot tolerate that and will not allow it. I will not allow it for the four men who died. And I will not allow it for their families in which, as we all know, you are not included.”
“Can I go now?”
“You claim you want answers, but you have made it harder for me to find those answers, and I take that personally.”
“I thought you knew the answers.”
“Most of the answers, Holman. Most. But now because of you an important door just closed in my face and I don’t know if I’ll be able to open it again.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Maria Juarez disappeared. She split, man. She could have told us how Warren put it together, but now she’s
