Chapter 52
WELL, THIS ISimpressive,” Baron said after he opened his front door, looking over the police officers massed behind Lassiter. He was dressed in an old robe and was barefoot.
He glanced at Decker and Jamison, who were off to the side, but didn’t say anything to them.
Lassiter held up a piece of paper. “Searchwarrant for the house, outbuildings, and grounds. I want you to sit down out here while we do it.”
“Can I at least have a drink first?” said Baron pleasantly.
Lassiter ignored this and said to an officer standing immediately behind her, “Dawes, I want you to stay here and make sure he doesn’t move. I don’t want him to have any chance to hide any evidence, or make a run forit.”
Baron smiled and said, “Well, I don’t run as fast as I used to. And without a drink to bolster me, sitting right here and perhaps falling asleep in the process definitely holds appeal.”
Lassiter gave him a look of granite and was about to say something back when Decker moved forward and said, “We’ll do the honors, Detective. It’s a big place, and you’ll need all the manpoweryou have to search it.”
Lassiter gazed at Decker for a longer moment than was probably needed before nodding. “Okay. But when I say I don’t want him to move, I mean exactly that.”
“Couldn’t be clearer,” replied Decker.
Lassiter passed out orders to her men; some followed her into the house, while others headed toward the outbuildings and grounds.
Baron satdown on the front porch and stretched. “If any money is found Iwillmake a claim. I can use the cash, as you’re well aware.”
Decker put a foot up on one of the steps and stared down at him.
“You lied to me about Costa. He holds the mortgage on this place and you knew it.”
“Well, technically, thebankdoes. He just worked there.”
“You know that distinctiondoesn’t pass the smell test. How many times did you talk to him? Exchange correspondence? You wanted to renegotiate the deal but the bank said no.Costasaid no.”
“Banks often say no to people like me. I didn’t take it personally.”
“But you admit that you knew Costa?”
“It was only business.”
“Which means youdidlie.”
“People lie all the time.”
“And they get caught in those lies,” rejoined Decker. “Just like now. So, Costa stiffs you on your request. Which gives you a prime motive for murdering him.”
“Only I didn’t. And if I killed everyone who was mean to me, I’d be deemed the world’s most prolific serial killer, because I’d have to murder pretty much everybody in this town.”
“And Lassiter knows about Swansonbeing up here. And she also knows about your ties to Tanner. And she dug up an old trespassing charge you made out against Toby Babbot. That means she knows that you have ties to all four victims. That puts you in pretty rarefied company, and also vaults you to the top of the suspect list.”
Jamison added, “And Lassiter has theories about how your relationships with all of them couldhave led to motives for murdering them. It does not look good at all, John.”
Baron took all this in and shrugged. “Well, it is what it is, I guess. It’s not like I can change any of it.”
Decker said, “But why did you lie about Costa? And now Babbot? You didn’t think the police would put it all together?”
“Maybe I didn’t,” conceded Baron. “This town has a police force,but I really thought in name only. They certainly couldn’t solve the murders of my parents, so why should I think they could competently solve anything else?”
“Lassiter has a hard-on for you because of her old man. When she was a little girl he lost his job at the textile mill, lost his house to the bank, and burned down the home of a banker while the man was still in it. He went toprison and never came out alive. So how much do you think she loves the Baron family?”
“Excuse me, but why should she be different from anyone else here?” retorted Baron.