George? Adrienne had returned from the rear of the apartment. Sorry, I thought youd gone to bed. These are-
We already met. I was explaining that Ramona is as shocked by all of this as anyone. Im not sure she knows anything sufficiently useful to warrant the disruption that will come with having police officers talking to her tonight. Maybe tomorrow-
Not everything boils down to cost-benefit analysis, George.
Mr. Langston forced the polite smile of a man who was used to quarreling in public. And his wife offered what was probably a common apology for the display of conflict. Sorry, Detectives. Its been a rough day-obviously for the poor Whitmires, but for our family, too. There were years when Julia literally spent more nights here than at her own home. I think Ramona would very much like to speak with you.
Adrienne-
He was cut off again by his wife. She needs to feel like shes helping. I was a teenage girl once. Trust me, George. Please.
When George drifted from the room-no more relevant than hed been before entering-Ellie knew which parent was calling the shots.
So did Rogan, who was already out of his chair. So, where can we find your daughter, Mrs. Langston?
T hey found Ramona Langston lying on her bed listening to her iPod, a mangled ball of tissues covering her eyes.
Despite the earbuds and Kleenex, she sensed their presence and sat up abruptly. She wasnt what Ellie expected. Black makeup smeared both of the girls round cheeks. Her thick, spiky hair was flattened against her head on one side from lying on the bed. Ellie was starting to wonder whether two families had mixed the pieces of their family puzzles together. Uptight George Langston belonged with Katherine Whitmire in the townhouse full of antiques, while this girl and her mother, Adrienne, would be happier with a rock producer like Bill Whitmire.
My mom said youre with the police. Was Katherine right? Julia didnt do this to herself?
Ellie had wondered whether the girls bedroom would be suitable for an interview, but shed been picturing a room like her own, with barely enough space for a queen-size bed and a dresser. Ramona Langstons room was more like a studio apartment. She and Rogan settled next to each other on a sofa next to a full-length mirror and dressing table.
Rogan spoke first. It sounds like your friends mother has already shared her concerns with you. Do you have any thoughts about that? Theyd been partners for more than a year, but Ellie was still surprised every time he transformed his voice for certain witnesses, setting aside his usual gruff bark in favor of a sweet, warm, vocal maple syrup.
Ramona shrugged. Thoughts? I mean, yeah, Ive been thinking about it ever since I heard, but I didnt realize the police were actually investigating or anything. I just assumed Katherine was believing what she wanted to believe.
Ellie was liking this girl more and more by the second. Why did you assume that?
If Julia did this, that means she was in horrible, terrible pain, and felt so alone and so isolated that she would rather end it all than reach out to someone, even her mom. It means Julia was willing to hurt her mother this way.
And her best friend, Ellie wanted to add. In her fathers case, it was a wife and two young children who had been left behind. Ellie had spent her entire life wondering which was worse: If her father had been murdered by the serial killer he spent his entire career hunting, or if he hated himself so much for failing to find the man, that he was willing to end his life before seeing his own children grow up? And then, two years ago, the Wichita Police had finally identified William Summer as the College Hill Strangler. Summer had had an ironclad alibi for the night Detective Jerry Hatcher was found at the wheel of his car, killed by his own service weapon. The truth about his death had come twenty years too late for his family.
Do you think Julia might just do something like that? Ellie asked.
Honestly? I could see her doing something dramatic like swallowing half a bottle of aspirin to get her parents to pay her some fu-to pay attention to her. But Katherine said she, you know- She made a slicing gesture across her left wrist.
She cut her wrist, Rogan said. Thats correct.
Its hard to imagine. I talked to her Friday night and she seemed fine. We were supposed to hang out with Casey today, but she never showed up. Now we know why.
Whos Casey? Rogan asked. A boyfriend?
No, just a friend. More my friend, I guess, but Julias, too. He just left a few minutes ago.
Whered you see Julia Friday night?
It was just a phone call. Well, texting at first, but then the phone.
How did she seem?
Normal. Jesus, looking back on it, I did all the talking. Me, me, me. I was such a head case, maybe she didnt want to burden me? Maybe if Id stopped and asked how she was?
Rogan was still using his sweet voice. Dont get ahead of yourself, Ramona. We still dont know she did this to herself. In fact, lets assume she didnt. That leaves one other explanation-someone else did it. And theres two different ways that possibility might play out-it could be someone Julia knew, or a stranger. Let me be blunt. The Whitmires must have a million dollars worth of jewelry and art in that townhouse, and yet nothing was missing. Detective Hatcher and I work a lot of cases, and, over time, you develop a feel for these things.
You think she knew whoever killed her?
Rogan was only ten years older than Ellie, but sometimes the years mattered. Had he forgotten how quickly high school students could, as hed put it, get ahead of themselves? An hour from now, the Casden rumor mill would have Julia Whitmire the victim of an ax-wielding serial killer hunting down the prep school crowd.
All Im saying is that if she didnt do it, its unlikely this was a random crime. Strangers dont get inside townhouses without forcing entry, they dont fake suicides, and they dont leave behind that kind of treasure. So what we need from you right now, Ramona, is total honesty. Your instinct right now is to remember the very best traits in your friend. Youre going to want to talk about her in a way that highlights what a wonderful girl she was. But those arent the kinds of details that might help us know the truth.
What do you need to know?
Everything.
I dont know-
Dont tell us what you want us to hear about Julia, Ellie said. Tell us what you think we really need to know. Can you do that for us? For Julia?
Ramona had tears in her eyes when she nodded.
So what did you and Julia talk about on Friday?
Its dumb, looking back on it. I was freaking out about my mom and called Julia for advice. And none of it has anything to do with what happened to Julia, obviously, but I keep thinking that I should have talked less about me. I mean, its stupid, but I was wondering whether my mother would be acting differently if she were really my biological mother. Because technically shes my stepmother. My mom died when I was a baby, but, whatever-yeah, shes basically my mom. And Julia got all serious, saying that it didnt matter whether my mom and I were related by blood or not. That she was the best mom in the world. That shed been more of a mother even to Julia than her own mom. That kind of thing. Maybe she was depressed. What if I had called her to talk about boys and crushes and stupid stuff instead of complaining about my relationship with my mother? What if I set her off or something?
The more Ramona wallowed, the less useful she was becoming. Ellie changed the subject. Speaking of crushes, did Julia have a boyfriend?
No. Not any single boyfriend, at least.
Ding ding ding.
Look, you said you need to know everything about Julia, so Ill tell it like it was. Youve got to understand. Julia was adventurous. Fun. Crazy as hell, sometimes, but fun. She smiled sadly at some memory only she knew. But part of the adventurousness and craziness was her-openness, lets say, with guys.
Like who?
Honestly? It was a lot of people. Marcus Graze was her first kiss and probably took her V-card. He goes to Casden too. They were never really together, but constantly hooking up, if that makes any sense. And there was a trainer at her gym. I dont even know his name. And one time she-her cheeks blushed-she blew some guy in the parking lot of Lily Pond to get a ride back from East Hampton last summer, even though we can always call a car service. I know it sounds awful, but its like she wanted the bragging rights.
No ones judging your friend, Ellie said.
But that kind of lifestyle can be dangerous, Rogan added. Did any of these men ever want more from her than she was willing to give?
She shook her head. No. If anything, Julia appeared to have calmed down the last few months. She was spending a lot more time at home. For once, I was the one begging her to go out, and shed be the one who wanted to stay in. Thats why I didnt talk to her since Friday. I went to the Hamptons with my parents, and all she could talk about was how much she was looking forward to a weekend alone in the city.
Rogan moved a creepy doll with ringleted hair and a red velvet dress farther down the sofa to give himself a little more room. Julias mother said something about some street kids who were over at the townhouse at least once before?
Ramona rolled her eyes. Of course shed have to bring them up. Thats Casey. He went to Julias, like, once with a couple of friends, but like I said, hes really more my friend. If Katherines trying to blame him-
Rogan cut her off. No ones blaming anyone at this point. Thats why we investigate. On that note, would you mind giving us a quick DNA sample? Just a cheek swab so the lab can eliminate any stray hairs you may have left behind at Julias house.
Now that they were working this case as a homicide, the lab would be busy eliminating known samples to focus in on any unidentified DNA found in the house.
After Rogan took the swab, they had Ramona run through her final conversation with Julia one more time, but the girl had no new revelations to offer, only more regrets about the unspoken feelings, which led to more crying. As they reached the bedroom door, Ramona said she was sorry she hadnt been more helpful.
But as far as Ellie was concerned, Ramona had helped plenty.
W itnesses never seemed to realize that what seemed to them like an idle observation could make a case look entirely different to the police-or, in this particular case, could be construed entirely differently by two different police detectives.