I found Nelly Giacoma's home number where I'd jotted it in the file.

'Nelly, hi, it's Samantha Kincaid from the District Attorney's

Office.'

'Oh, hey there.  Congratulations on your PC determination.  I heard

about it on the news.'

'Thanks.  It was pretty much what we expected, though.'

'Right,' she said.  'So did you ever figure out what the key was that I

gave you?'

'We did, actually, and that's sort of why I'm calling.  Clarissa had

some documents in a safe deposit box.  I'm trying to make sense of

them, but I need to do some NEXIS research.'

'Urn, sure, I don't see why not.  I'm not doing anything tonight

anyway.'

What a trooper.  'No,' I said, laughing.  'I don't expect you to do it

for me.  I just need to get onto the system.  Believe it or not, you

lose all that fancy stuff if you join a prosecutor's office.'

'You're kidding.  How do you get anything done?'

'I usually manage, but I need to look at some public records that are

hard to get after business hours.  Do you think it would be OK if I

used your password?'

She didn't need to think about it long.  'What the hell?  It's not like

it costs the city anything, and I hardly use it anyway.'

I jotted down the series of letters and numbers she gave me, thanking

her profusely before I hung up.

First, I perused the Public Records library.  This was perfect.  I had

access not only to the corporate registry information of all fifty

states but to records of all civil court judgments and property liens

filed.

I looked up the information that MTK had filed with the Oregon

Secretary of State.  According to the filings, the president of the

corporation was Carl Matthews.  The name didn't ring a bell.  I

searched next for Gunderson Development.  Larry Gunderson was listed as

both the president and secretary of the corporation, which usually

signaled a one-man operation.  The Gunderson listing also included an

entry for a former corporate name of Gunderson Construction, Inc.'  as

well as for Gunderson Construction's bankruptcy dissolution years

earlier.

I switched to the database of recorded judgments.  That's when my

search got more interesting.  Typing in gunderson development had

yielded nothing, but my search for the former gunderson construction

turned up twenty-seven civil judgments, each one representing a

judgment against the company.  No wonder the guy had filed for

bankruptcy.  On the fourteenth hit I had a connection, a judgment of

$126,000 against Gunderson Construction in favor of the MTK Group.

So ten years ago, Gunderson and MTK had enough business together that

it led to a judgment against Gunderson.  Now they were both doing

business in the Railroad District.  MTK had obtained Railroad District

development licenses from Wessler and had given money to the hospital

wing.  Clarissa had helped

Gunderson get a license to build in the Railroad District and had kept

a copy of his appeal in the same safe deposit box as the hospital wing

records.  But if there was a connection between donations to the

hospital wing and licenses to develop the Railroad District, how did

Gunderson manage to win his appeal without donating to the cause?

I turned back to the screen and accessed the news files.  Then,

starting at the top of the list of Townsend's donors, I ran search

after search for any Oregonian articles containing the word gunderson

and the name of each donor.  Somewhere there had to be a link.

The work was tedious, but it finally paid off.  A couple named Thomas

and Diane Curtin had made a generous donation of $50,000 to the

hospital wing.  According to the announcement of the Curtins' marriage

two years ago, the generous wife was the daughter of Portland developer

Larry Gunderson.

Having grown up in Portland, I know the place can be incestuous. People

joke that it's more like a big room than a small city.  But my head was

beginning to hurt from the points of connection among Gunderson, MTK,

the Railroad District project, the urban growth boundary, and

Townsend's new hospital wing.  I did my best to keep track of them,

drawing lines and making notes until I finally gave up and threw my pen

at the wall of my office.

After I apologized to Vinnie for the disturbance, I took another look

at my list of players and the various lines between and among them.  If

Clarissa had sold her ruling on Gunderson's appeal in exchange for the

donation, what, if anything, did she have to do with the MTK Group?

I jumped back to the corporate registrations to see if either Larry

Gunderson or Carl Matthews, the president of MTK, was registered as an

agent or officer for any other corporations.  It wouldn't be unusual

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