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“Then I’m confused,” Judy said. “If we’re not solving a murder, why are we here?”
Be
“No, but-” Judy started to say, and Be
“We don’t have time to discuss this any longer. Co
“Okay,” Mary said, though Be
It was a small galley kitchen with cherrywood cabinets, new appliances, and a fancy Sub-Zero refrigerator. Be
“Mrs. Lambertsen, from next door. She testified at the prelim. She also saw Co
Be
“I have to check that.”
Mary slid out the accordion, pulled out a folder, and thumbed through it with Be
“Not McShea and Reston?” Be
Mary ran her finger down the page. “A couple blocks away, at Seventh and Pine.”
“What we need to know is where Reston and McShea were and why they were so close to Della Porta’s apartment.”
“The file doesn’t have a report from them.”
“I’m not surprised, but there must be one. That’s the report we want. We have to find it. It should have been in the police file or the file from Jemison, Crabbe. Check that when we get back to the office.”
“Okay.” Mary was starting to feel useful and she couldn’t see the stain anymore.
“Good. Let’s look at the other rooms.” Be
“Here’s the bathroom.” Mary waved a finger behind her, and Be
“Have a look. I’ll take the other bedroom. I wonder what they used it for.”
Be
Be
“Nothing in the bathroom,” DiNunzio said from the door.
Be
“How did you know that?” Mary asked.
Be
“I’m just surprised Co
Be
“The photos, in the file. They were in an envelope from the mobile crime unit.”
Of course. She had forgotten. “Let’s see them.”
“I don’t have them with me.” Mary’s attack of usefulness vanished. “We’re not allowed to take originals out of the office, remember?”
Be
“The apartment with all their stuff in it. You can see how they decorated it. It’s pretty much the same, except for this room. The apartment was neat, but Co
“I want to see the photos tonight. Remind me when we get back.”
“Okay, sorry. I didn’t understand.”
“Forget it.” Be
“Where?”
“Downstairs to see the super. I’m renting this apartment.”
“You want to rent this place?” Mary was appalled. “But this is a crime scene.”
“Understood.”
“A man was killed here.”
“There are worse ideas than renting a crime scene,” Be
15
Judy sat across from Mary in the conference room, typing a pretrial motion on her laptop while Mary organized the Co
“You weren’t in court today, I was.” Mary pressed an orange label onto the coroner’s report and marked it Exhibit D-11. “I saw it. Her. Them. I’m telling you, Co
“I don’t believe it.” Judy stopped typing. “Be
“All I can tell you is, Be
“How?”
“Because I’m a twin. Twins know these things.”
“You’re starting to sound like me.” Judy cocked her head and her Dutch-boy haircut fell to the side. “You’re getting a twin vibe, is what you’re saying.”
“Catholics don’t believe in vibes. Just take it from me, they’re twins.”
“If they look that much alike, how come nobody else in the courtroom saw it?”
“Nobody was really looking at them, they were following the proceeding. And Co
“What do you mean? Either Be
“Not necessarily. It’s like with me and Angie. There was a time, I don’t know if you remember, really early at Stalling? I was a second-year associate. I lost twenty pounds. My face was sunken in, I broke out constantly, and I looked like shit. The worst I’ve looked in my life.”