“Don’t.”
Chapter34
YOU PULLED HIS CHAIN PRETTYhard in there,” said White as they climbed into the car and set off. “Why was that?”
“I usually pull things to see if they snap.”
“And Davidson? You really think he’s good for his wife’s murder?”
“He’s got a motive, jealousy, if he knew about his ex and Draymont, but not the opportunity. But that becomes meaningless if he hired someone to do it for him.”
“If a hit man did go to her house, there should be some record of a car going through the gate.”
“There are certainly ways around that with all the holes in that wall.”
“I suppose. But you think two different people killed Draymont and Cummins. If Davidson was still in love with her, he would have had motive to hire someone to kill lover boy, too.”
“Yes, he would.”
“But you don’t think he did?”
“I’m not sure I believe he even killed his wife, much less Draymont. But I still think it was two different people. The fact remains, if the person who shot Draymont killed Cummins, then that person would have still been there. So why chase her upstairs with a knife? The shooter fired two nine-mill rounds into Draymont. I don’t know of any pistol that only chambers two nine-mill rounds. The shooter would’ve had plenty of ammo to take her out.”
“You make a compelling case, Decker, I’ll give you that. Shooter shoots and then leaves. Judge rushes down and while she’s trying to save Draymont a second person comes in with a knife and kills her.”
“Or they could have used a knife from her kitchen. The ME described a six-inch serrated blade. Lots of kitchen knives match that description. We’ll have to try to determine if any knives are missing.”
“So Draymont’s murder was premeditated, but Cummins’s was spur of the moment?”
“Maybe,” said Decker.
“If so, we’re talking one incredible coincidence.”
“And I don’t even like your run-of-the-mill coincidences, much lessincredibleones.”
“I never pegged you for a sense of humor.”
“Don’t confuse humor with lack of a filter,” he cautioned.
“Where are we going now?”
“To find Tyler.”
“You mean, you have an idea where he is?” she said.
“I might.”
***
Arriving at the high school they saw that the mascot was the Monarch.
“Monarchs, huh? Always thought that was funny in a democratic country,” observed White as they parked in the visitor’s lot.
“I’ve seen lots of funny things lately in a democratic country, and I haven’t laughed at a single one of them.”
They got out. When Decker headed to the rear of the school grounds, White said, “Where are we going?”
“To Tyler’s world.”