Every morning at 7 a.m. his daddy did one hundred laps. Jimmy would watch him from the bench, alongside whatever boys or girls were there because they didnt do as they were told in the previous days class.
When Jimmys father was finished, he would rise like a god from the water, walk to where he laid his perfectly folded towel, dry himself off. Sometimes, one of the lady teachers would find a reason to come in, to ask his father a question or to talk to one of the kids, but Jimmy knew they were there to catch sight of his daddy, free now, single again, available.
Jimmy remembered the pretty little Mexican girl from his class, how she would sit on the bench in her red swimsuit, wrapped in a pretty pink towel with a giant swan printed on the back. He remembered her and how she would shiver, even when she hadnt been in the water, even when she was dry.
19
Ren arrived at Tate PD, gathered the CARD team, and Ruddock, and filled them in on the previous night at The Crow Bar. She avoided eye contact with Gary, but when she gave him a quick glance, she could see fire in his eyes.
Yes, I was up late... working. While you were up late... banging your side-piece.
Fight, fight, fight!
Ruddock was checking the door, checking the clock.
No sign of Wiley.
Ren turned to Ruddock. Could there be something going on between Shannon Fuller and John Veir?
Could be, said Ruddock, but I havent heard anything.
Wiley walked in, gave a nod, and sat down on the edge of a desk with his arms crossed. He stank of alcohol. His eyes were almost swollen shut, his face bright red. Ruddock struggled to bury his fury.
Everyone loving their staff today.
Ren turned to Wiley. Were talking about Shannon Fuller possibly having an affair with John Veir
Yeah, its a possibility, said Wiley. The words were scraping his throat as they came out. He coughed into his hand a few times. Pardon me. What makes you think theres an affair going on?
This will not go down well. Shannons eyes lit up when I mentioned his name.
Wiley snorted.
Fuck you.
Her number wasnt on his cell records, said Wiley.
Maybe they dont communicate that way, said Ren. Maybe theyve other phones. Or maybe they did have a thing, but its over.
Do you think it matters to the investigation? said Ruddock.
Well, there are many ways it could if the wrong people found out about it, said Ren. Blackmail, revenge... what if they were threatened, refused to cooperate, and, instead, Caleb was snatched? Lets find out first if anything was happening, go from there.
Wiley looked skeptical, and was searching for support in Ruddocks face.
Cant you feel the heat of his anger?
The group broke up. Ren went to the ladies room, then to the kitchen. She paused in the doorway. Paul Louderback was standing with his back to her, talking on his cell phone.
Im sorry, sweetheart, Paul was saying into the phone, but Im with Mom on this. I know. He turned to Ren and smiled, half-rolled his eyes.
Ill leave you Ren mouthed.
Paul shook his head and pointed her toward the coffee machine.
He kept talking into the phone. Im sorry, OK? Ive got to go. I know. I love you. And dont forget weekend after next... I miss you too. Bye. Bye.
How are the girls? said Ren.
Paul shrugged. Theyre getting there
How are the girls? said Ren.
Paul shrugged. Theyre getting there
Wiley came into the kitchen, nodded, and went to the fridge. He pulled out a Tupperware container and popped the lid. The smell of onions filled the kitchen.
My faaavorite.
Ren made an apologetic face at Paul and left.
At her desk, Ren pulled an artists pad from her briefcase. She opened a new page. At the center, she drew a circle and wrote Lake Verny. She drew lines coming out of it, wrote names, drew lines between them.
Hmm.
Paul walked over to her with a mug of coffee.
Seeing that you fled, he said, putting it down on the desk beside her.
Yes onions. Sorry, said Ren. Thank you.
Oh, I know, said Paul. He looked down at the page.
Check this out, said Ren. All roads lead to Lake Verny. There is some serious intertwining between the Veirs and the Fullers: John Veir, corrections officer in the same prison as former inmate, Seth Fuller, who is a nephew of Shannon Fuller, who he sold his bar to, and who lost her son in a drowning accident six weeks ago. Seth Fuller, who was also the man seen paying extra attention to Caleb Veir... She paused. Also, that sparkle in her eye still...
Go on... said Paul.
Then you have a guy Clyde Brimmer who drinks there all the time and is fired right after he carries out the autopsy on Aaron Fuller. She lowered her voice. And Wiley seems to have a major problem with him he wrestled him out of here during the press conference.
Pauls eyes widened. You think Wiley...
Ren shrugged. I dont know.
You mentioned there was something about Seth Fuller you couldnt put your finger on, said Paul.
Ren nodded. She turned to him. Her eyes were level with his belt. She got a flashback to the last time Paul Louderback was standing over her. She looked up. They locked eyes.
Annnd youre thinking the exact same thing.
The door opened and they both flinched as Sylvie walked in. She faltered in her stride when she saw them, but quickly recovered.
Fuuuck.
Paul Louderback took a step back.
Idiot.
So, said Sylvie, I spoke with Calebs teacher and yes he had an assignment to bring in an adult in his life with an interesting job to talk to the class, but his turn wasnt coming up any time soon. He had already mentioned Alice Veir, though, because his teacher had seen her on a news program about wrongful convictions a few weeks ago, and asked Caleb the next day if they were related, because of the last name, and he said he was.
Im sure Alice told me she was going there next month, said Ren. Maybe she and Caleb got their wires crossed.
I also asked the teacher what kind of boy Caleb is, said Sylvie. She said it was her first year teaching him, so she couldnt speak for what he was like before that. She said hes a little difficult, but arent all twelve-year-old boys? She gets the impression that Caleb feels misunderstood. He has a couple of close friends, but he doesnt mix well with most of the other boys in the class apparently, he can be quite withdrawn. When I asked her if he could be drawn to older kids if he wasnt mixing well with kids his own age, she said she didnt know of any specifics, but he definitely looks up to the older kids. She also says he always seems a little angry, but that she felt his parents care very much for him. She said they come to all the parent-teacher meetings together, they seem on top of things. Caleb and his mom are very close. The teacher had heard Caleb was kind of sickly as a kid, and Teddy would drop everything to look after him.
Munchausens. Munchausens.
Sickly in what way? said Ren.
Chest problems, said Sylvie. His mother had mentioned he had pneumonia a couple of times when he was younger, but the teacher says he hasnt been ill since shes known him. On to Calebs two best friends: the united message I got was that Caleb hated his father. They both used that word. Apparently, John Veir was never happy with anything Caleb did. Caleb thought living in the house was like being in a prison or in the army. And he hated being at home with just his dad.
Jesus, said Ren. Any mention of whether things ever got physical?
One friend said that Caleb wouldnt take his hat off for a few weeks after Christmas. The other, however, said he was there when Caleb took it off and that it had been covering a bump. He asked Caleb about it Caleb told him he fell, which, of course, means nothing.
And what about how Caleb got along with his mom? said Ren.
Well, this is where it gets interesting, said Sylvie, According to both boys, he used to be very close to his mother, but there was a change in recent months. He and his mother were fighting too and they said he could be really rude to her, which they hadnt seen before. But we have to remember, hes twelve years old. Thats the kind of age where theres a shift in the dynamics. He liked his Aunt Alice, but it wasnt like he talked about her that much. They all knew shed been on a television show recently, though, and, apparently, he seemed really proud of that.
Its still weird that he called her that morning, said Ren.
Whats even weirder is that I havent had any coffee yet, said Sylvie. Anyone want any?
We just got some thank you, though, said Ren.
OK, said Sylvie. Ill leave you guys to it. She looked from one to the other, and left.
So, said Paul. What do you want to do?
Well, said Ren, Id like to talk to Clyde Brimmer... under the radar of Gil Wiley. Fancy a drive?
Yes, maam.
And under the radar of Ruddock too, said Ren. I know this might be a quaint town, but Im thinking he leans a little too much toward the sunny side of life.
How terrible of him, said Paul.
Like, he was talking about bad shit happening around Brimmer over the years, said Ren, but not at all questioning whether Brimmer could actually have been involved in it.
Maybe not out loud, said Paul. Or maybe Ruddock just knows the guy and trusts him.
Have I turned into one of those suspicious-of-everyone-and-everything people? said Ren.
Turned into?
Ren laughed.
As Paul drove through the town, Ren pointed out the black ribbons on the trees.
So sad, she said.
At least there are yellow ones on some of them, said Paul.
I didnt even notice, said Ren. All I see is black. She smiled.
Paul squeezed her hand.
Ooh.
She turned to him.
He is so handsome.
This is a disaster.
What I didnt get to finish earlier, said Paul, when we were so rudely interrupted by onion fumes was about the girls.
Oh, yeah, said Ren. You said you were working through it. Through what?
The divorce.
Oh.
Uh. Oh.
Run.
Ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuun.
Ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuun.
Grow up.
Run.
20
Ren picked up her purse from the passenger well of the car, and started searching through it for gum.
Fuckity fuck. This is a development I could do without.
I thought, said Ren, pulling out a packet of gum, offering him one without looking, that you and Marianne were still
Cinnamon? said Paul. No thanks.
Ren popped a piece of gum in her mouth. How can you not love that burn?