Flesh And Blood

“Maybe I am denying,” I said. “But think about it: Blackmail would only have worked if Tony Duke had something to hide, Milo. He sent money to Jane – and by extension to Lauren – for years. If he wanted to eliminate nuisances, why not do it right and have them killed right at the begi

“Because he was dealing with Jane and Jane was reasonable. But once Lauren knew the truth, things got nasty – O impetuous youth. Jane knew what Lauren was capable of. That’s why she tried to hold her back from contacting Duke. That’s why when Lauren disappeared she suspected something was off. Not that it led her to tell me the truth.”

“Jane tells her who her daddy is, then holds her back,” I said. “It was manipulative.”

“Or just a screwup. People make mistakes. Salander’s right about cheap wine. Jane had been living with the secret for over twenty years. Her inhibitions finally dropped and she ran her mouth. Then she realized what she’d done, tried to get the Furies back in the box.”

“Still,” I said. “Dr. Maccaferri’s presence at the estate says Duke’s seriously ill. Why would he be worried now about acknowledging Lauren’s paternity? On the contrary, wouldn’t he want to co

He jammed his hands into his jacket pockets. “Dugger and his sister.”

“Lauren carried a gun but never used it. My theory was that she knew and trusted the killer. Half sibs would fit that bill. Especially a half sib like Ben Dugger – outwardly such a nice guy. Lauren thought she had him pegged, let down her guard. She thought she was the actress and he was the audience. That delusion cost her.”

A pizza delivery truck sped into the lot, stopped, checked the address, continued toward the front door, and screeched to a halt in a No Parking zone. A kid wearing a blue baseball cap got out toting two flat white boxes.

Milo said, “Yo!” and waved him over. The kid stood there, and we jogged to his side. Hispanic, maybe eighteen, with hair cropped to the skin, Aztec features, puzzled black eyes.

“Here you go, friend,” said Milo, peeling off two twenties. “Room two fifteen, just knock and leave it outside the door. And keep the change.”

“Thanks, man – sir.” The kid sprinted for the hotel, shoved at the door, vanished.

Milo said, “The Pizza Olympics. Offer enough positive reinforcement and we’d have ourselves a wi

I said, “Lauren probably thought she was after the money, but she was searching for Daddy. Pathetic.”

“I wonder,” he said, “if Lyle ever suspected Lauren wasn’t his kid.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s just the thing Lauren might have told him out of spite. His finding out would explain how hostile he was when we notified him. Also why he’s eager to pump me about Lauren’s will. Not being her blood relative, he knows he’s got no legal right to anything she left behind. But with Jane gone, who’s go

“Lauren did made a crack to Tish Teague about her daughters not being family, so I can see her taunting Lyle. But he told us he and Jane had tried to have other kids, but all they could squeeze out was Lauren. So it was obviously Jane’s problem. Still, if Lauren did take a dig at his manhood, it could’ve led to something else. Lyle’s an angry guy who likes to drink and surrounds himself with firearms. He could’ve just lost it. Gone after Lauren, then Jane. Revenge for the lies. And now he hopes to profit.”

“An alternative scenario,” he muttered. Five steps later: “Nah, I don’t like it. If Jane suspected Lyle had killed Lauren, that’s something she would’ve been happy to spill. And Lyle doesn’t co

“Short life,” I said, and my eyes began to hurt.

We reached the car.

“Lauren sitting at her computer,” he said. “Researching her family tree.”

“Discovering Ben Dugger. Learning about his experiment. She applied to be a paid subject – not for the money, for the co

“Guess what, I’m your sister.”

I nodded. “As family reunions went, it was a bust. The money, but maybe also something else. I’ve always thought Dugger had some kind of sexual hang-up – at the very least he’s sexually unconventional. If Lauren aroused him, discovering she was his sister could have ignited some serious incestuous panic. And rage. Toss in Lauren trying to horn in on his inheritance, and she was finished. She couldn’t have picked a worse time to surface.”

Big tips. Lauren deluding herself that she was the dancer, knew the steps. But her life had been choreographed for her.

He opened the car door and got in. “Inheritance makes me wonder about something else, Alex. That story Cheryl Duke told you about the gas leak. What if that was no accident but an attempt to eliminate another couple of slices?”

My throat got tight, and my breath caught. “Baxter and Sage. The dead dog tipped Cheryl off – she and the kids got lucky. But they also ended up back at the Duke estate. Under the control of the Duke family. It puts a whole new flavor on Kent Irving’s remark about Cheryl being a neglectful mother: setting the stage so no one’s shocked when the kids fall in the pool or tumble over the cliff or have a grisly mishap on that funicular or drown in the ocean.”

“Cheryl fell asleep on the beach, so she’s giving them more to work with.”

“True,” I said. “She’s no genius. But why should she suspect? People without the capacity for evil can’t imagine the worst of intentions.”

“People who can’t imagine become sweet targets.”

“Those kids.” I pictured high walls, metal gates, closed-circuit TV. Riptides.

He shook his head.

“Oh, Jesus,” I said.

“Look, Alex, these people are bad, but they’re not stupid. Bumping off the kids is go

“But there might be some time pressure here. Tony Duke dying, wanting to tie up loose ends before the will’s read. Isn’t there some way in – just enough to scare them off?”

“What I can do right now is call Ruiz and Gallardo and ask for a look at Jane’s finances. If some sort of money link between her and Duke can be verified – if she made copies of those letters she wrote him – that’ll go a ways toward establishing a motive and justifying another visit to Dr. Dugger and hinting around. The risk, of course, is that Dugger and Anita and Brother-in-Law pull up their tents, get rid of evidence, hide behind lawyers, do whatever they have to do.”

“Money and power,” I said. “Some things never change.”

He started up the car. “People in their position… Why should I lie to you? Getting to them is not going to be easy.”