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CHAPTER 80
The Dukes County Courthouse was situated next to the Old Whaling Church and across the street from the so-called Amity Town Hall of Jaws fame. One of the older buildings in Edgartown, built in the early 1800s, the courthouse was brick with two white pillars and four granite steps. It was not hectic like South Bay. Angel Alves sensed a laid-back attitude in everyone from the lawyers and the cops to the defendants.
A short distance from the courthouse was the wharf and, not more than five hundred feet of water away, Chappaquiddick Island. He and Marcy had gone over once when they were dating. They took their bicycle over on the raft, barely big enough to carry a few cars and some passengers with bikes. They rode to the Chappaquiddick Dike Bridge. Looking over the side of the bridge, Alves saw that the water below was little more than a glorified stream.
It was after eight thirty when Alves made his way up the stairs of the courthouse. He flashed his badge to the blue shirts ma
She was on the telephone. She shot him a smile. “Someone just came into my office,” she said. “I have to go. Talk to you later.”
She hung up the phone and stood to greet Alves with a hug. “It’s nice to see you, Angel.”
“What a great courthouse,” Alves said. “Easy commute, old building, stress-free environment. I could get to like this place. And I start my day with a hug from a gorgeous redhead.”
“Not everyone gets the hug. Just the cute Homicide detectives from Boston. Otherwise, my husband would get jealous. That was Will on the phone. Have a seat.”
“He’s smart, keeping an eye on you,” Alves winked.
“So what are you doing here on the Island?” she asked. She pointed to his gun and badge. “It doesn’t look like you’re down here on vacation. You looking for a witness?”
“You could say that.”
“If you had called ahead, I could have had someone from the P.D. or the Sheriff’s Department help you find him.”
“I know where the witness is.”
“I bet I know him if he’s involved with a murder.”
“I came here to see you, Andi.”
The young woman seemed to shrink back in her chair. “What about?”
“I need your word you won’t tell anyone we spoke. Not even that jealous husband of yours.”
“I don’t know if I can do that. Am I in any trouble?”
“No. I promise. I just need information. And I don’t want anyone to find out I was here. Not Wayne Mooney. Not Co
“Why would I talk to Co
“I thought maybe you might still be friends.”
“We’re not. Not my choice, although I hate to admit it.”
“I know this is awkward, and I’m sorry. I need to ask you about him.”
She instantly went from good-buddy Andi to lawyer full of piss and vinegar, as his mother used to say. “What’s going on? Angel, is Co
“Andi, you know I can’t talk about an investigation. I need to ask you some questions and I need your honest answers.”
She picked up on his formality and the seriousness of his tone. She knew enough about interviewing witnesses. She nodded.
“What happened between you two?”
“I can honestly say I don’t know. I thought things were going well. I knew from the begi
Interesting, considering that she was quite a good-looking woman.
“Co
He wanted to ask about her young daughter. Tell Andi how he wished he and Marcy and the twins could come over on the ferry, spend the day with Andi and Will on South Beach, drive over to Oak Bluffs and let the kids ride the old carousel and reach for that one brass ring.
“By the way, Rachel’s doing great. She loves the ocean, walking on the beach, collecting shells. Moving here was the best thing I could have done for both of us.”
He nodded, but it still seemed odd to him. Why didn’t their relationship, which ran its course over a period of almost a year, never move beyond the affectionate peck stage? “If everything was going so well, why’d you break up?”
She thought for a second. “I don’t know. Maybe it was the stress after Nick’s disappearance and Mitch’s suicide. At first, we helped each other out. It was hard to come to work without Nick and Mitch. Co
Alves had never known Co
“Great. He tried not to act like a father toward her.” Angel must have had a look, because she quickly added, “That’s a good thing. The worst is a guy who tries to insinuate himself into a child’s life to get to the mother. Every single mother has dated plenty of those guys.”
That made sense. “When did things start to fall apart?”
“After law school, I focused my attention on studying for the bar exam. Co
“You’re doing great, Andi. You’ve got to tell me anything you think might help me understand him. So you never…”
“No. I hope I’m not telling you more than you want to hear.”
“You know yourself, sometimes it’s the smallest detail that makes everything fall into place.”
She smiled. “Don’t worry, Angel, it doesn’t get any more graphic than that. After I took the bar exam, I started interning in the DA’s office again. Everything was good between Co
Alves recognized that spark of alertness he felt every time an interview veered unexpectedly into pay dirt. “What did he do?”
“He said I shouldn’t have misled him. He said that once we have intercourse, it shifts the power of a relationship, upsets the balance. He said he was only thinking of Rachel, making it sound like I was a bad mother. He left my apartment and never came back. After that, we were never alone, not even at work. When the summer ended, I had to make money. I couldn’t intern anymore. I had sent out résumés to other prosecutors’ offices around the state. I was lucky to end up in Falmouth District Court. My parents own a house in Falmouth, so I stayed there. When the job opened up on the Island, Rachel and I moved out here.”
“It’s a nice life. Are you happy?”
“I am. Will is a wonderful guy. He’s a great father to Rachel.”
“That’s all that matters.”
“Angel, I’ve never figured Co