probate, I can ask the judge to stop any further action, until it’s clear whether Mr. Wells is implicated in the homicides.”
“That’s a civil matter, Mr. Bloomfield, and thus outside the jurisdiction of this office.”
“Let me put it another way, Mr. Martinez: It’s my understanding from watching all those TV shows, that putting pressure on a suspect is sometimes an investigative technique used by the police and the district attorney.”
Martinez thought about that. “All right, Mr. Bloomfield, you can tell a judge that I said that Donald Wells is a suspect-no, the
“Would you give me that in writing?”
“You can refer the judge to me for confirmation.”
“Thank you very much, Mr. Martinez.”
“You’re very welcome, Mr. Bloomfield.”
DONALD WELLS WAS at his desk when he got a phone call from an old friend in New York.
“Don, this is Edgar Fields.”
“Hello, Edgar, long time. How are you?”
“Very well, thanks. Don, I just wanted to tell you that I had a visit this morning from two police detectives investigating the death of John Burke.”
“Oh?”
“Yes, and Bessie Willoughby had a visit from the same two detectives last evening.”
“Yes?”
“Don, you will remember that Bessie and I were two of the seven people who established your whereabouts the evening of Burke’s murder.”
“Yes, Edgar, I remember.”
“Well, it seems that the police have reopened the case and are reinterviewing everybody at that table.”
“It does seem that way, doesn’t it?”
“Well, I just wanted to let you know, Don.”
'I wouldn’t worry about it, Edgar; after all I
“Except for about half an hour or forty-five minutes, when you went out for a smoke.”
“I don’t remember that, Edgar.”
“I do, and so does Bessie. I’m sure the others do, too.”
“Did you mention that to the detectives?”
“They specifically asked both of us if you left the table for more than five minutes during the evening. I had to tell them that. They also asked me if you smoke. I told them I didn’t know, I assumed so.”
“Well, that’s all right, Edgar; I have nothing to fear in all this, so there’s no need to worry.”
“I’m glad to hear it, Don. I wish you well.”
“Thank you, Edgar.” Wells hung up. Why the hell would they be reopening that investigation? He didn’t like this at all.
His secretary buzzed him again. “Your lawyer, Marvin Wilson, is on line one.”
Wells picked up the phone. “Yes, Marvin?”
“Don, I just got served with some papers. The Worth Foundation has filed a petition with the probate court to stop probate of Donna’s estate.”
Wells was alarmed. “On what grounds, Marvin?”
“On the grounds that the Santa Fe district attorney says that you’re the only suspect in the murders.”
“That’s preposterous!” Wells said.
“Of course it is, Don, but I now have to appear at a hearing to argue against their petition.”
“Well, sure, go ahead.”
“Don, I’m not sure that’s a good idea.”
“Why not?”
“It’s not going to look good in the press if a judge stops probate because you’re the only suspect in a double homicide.”
“Well, I guess not. What do you recommend?”
“I think it would be better if I called the foundation’s attorney and agreed to withdraw our petition for probate, if they will withdraw their petition. We can probably deal with this on a handshake.”
“How long before we can file for probate, Marvin?”
“It will depend on the Santa Fe district attorney’s actions in the case. If he gets you indicted or if you’re arrested, then we couldn’t file until you’re cleared or tried and found not guilty.”
“What can we do in the meantime to resolve this?”
“Well, after some time has passed, we can have your Santa Fe attorney press the D.A. for some sort of statement of nonculpability that would satisfy the probate judge.”
“How much time?”
“A few months, at least.”
“And you feel strongly that this is our best course of action?”
“I do. And if word of this gets leaked to the press, you can take the position that you have no objection to waiting for probate, and you’re anxious to see the case resolved.”
“All right, go ahead and call their attorney.” Wells hung up, and there was a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. He had a big project in preproduction, and he had planned to finance it himself, once the will was probated. Now that had to come to a screeching halt, and he was left holding the bag for the preproduction costs. He would have to go to the studio for the money.
Wells reviewed his prospects. There were four people out there who could hurt him, if too much pressure were put on them: Jack Cato, Grif Edwards, Soledad Rivera and, of course, Tina. He was going to have to find a way to see that none of them cracked.
46
DETECTIVE ALEX REESE was about to leave his office for lunch when his phone rang, and he picked it up. “Detective Reese.”
“Detective Reese, this is Luisa, you remember?”
“Give me a hint.”
“Out at the airport? Santa Fe Jet?”
“Oh, of course, Luisa. What’s up?”
“Well, you gave me your card and asked me to call you if I thought of anything else?”
“Yes, I did. Have you thought of something?”
“Not exactly, but I know where I saw that Timmons guy from Austin.”
“Where?”
“Driving a stagecoach.”
“A stagecoach?”
“In a movie. I remember that I knew the movie was made in Santa Fe, because I could see the Jemez Mountains in the background. I can see the Jemez from my mother’s house.”
Reese drew a quick breath. “Do you remember the name of the movie, Luisa?”
“No, it was several weeks ago, and it was on TV, on one of the cable channels, because there weren’t any commercials.”
“Thank you, Luisa,” Reese said, “you’ve been a big help, and I appreciate it.” He hung up and ran down the hall, where three other detectives were leaving for lunch. “Hang on, everybody, we’re ordering in, on me.”
“What’s up, Alex?” one of the detectives asked.
“We’re going to the movies. Hal, get those DVDs of the Donald Wells productions. You can draw straws for this, but I want somebody sitting there with a remote control on fast forward. Stop when you see a stagecoach. I’m looking for a stagecoach driver with a handlebar moustache and a big hat. When you find it, get a very good print made from the best frame, then go to the credits and look for the name, Jack Cato. He should be the driver.”
