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“What’s his normal routine?” asked Decker.

“He gets up around six and goes for a run, usually on the beach with some other players. Then he works out at the gym in the building here. I had to pay for extra weights, by the way,” he added proudly. “They didn’t have enough for him. Then he goes to school. Then he works out some more there. Then he comes home. He’s usually here by six or so.”

“Okay, but it’s only seven thirty now,” said White.

“But I’ve been calling him since noon. I wanted to see how he was doing and if he wanted to help me…help me pick out some music for his mother’s funeral service.”

“When did his friend say he left school?” asked Decker.

“Around two. But he didn’t say where he was going.”

“And they just let him leave?” said White.

“He only had a study hall left.”

“Did he mention to you this morning about leaving school early, or going somewhere?”

“No, nothing like that.”

“Did he take his car today?” asked White.

“Yes.”

“Give us the address of his school,” said Decker.

Davidson wrote it down and handed it to him.

“While we’re here, can you answer a few questions about your ex-wife?” said Decker.

“What?” said Davidson irritably.

“Was your wife seeing anyone, I mean, romantically?” asked Decker.

Davidson seemed to shrivel in the face of this question. “I don’t know. I…I always hoped that we might reconcile, you know?”

Decker glanced at White. “No, we didn’t know. Care to explain?”

“We had problems. Julia seemed to think they were insurmountable.”

“And you didn’t?” said White.

“I’m probably a hopeless optimist,” Davidson said with a grim smile.

“But your optimism didn’t work. Did that bother you?” asked Decker.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” barked Davidson.

“You wanted to get back together with your ex. She didn’t. Now she’s dead.”

“I didn’t kill her. I was here. Tyler confirmed that. And I had Zoom meetings.”

“Before COVID, I thought ‘Zoom’ was just a verb,” said Decker. “I wish it still was just a verb.”

“Why aren’t you out there looking for my son? Find him, goddammit!”

“You’re not planning any trips, are you?” asked Decker.

“Why?”


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