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.The murder ten days ago was automatically a front page story as long as the case stayed open, and the pressure on the law enforcement agencies was in direct proportion.Holt still didn’t see what this had to do with him, however.The district attorney’s office normally took over after the police had done their work, not before.Adair, still standing, gestured with the pistol.“Rudy Linneker had almost everything and he was a nice guy, too.Fine father-daughter relationship, very close, ever since his wife died about ten years ago.So now the only survivor is the daughter, Tara, thirty years old and still single.Only child, only survivor.He was worth upwards of two million dollars, home on Landfall Point, ranch in Arizona, private plane, the works.All that, and a week ago Saturday he got killed.” Adair gave a short dry laugh and replaced the revolver in its rack.“Killed? He was darn near obliterated.Got any reactions, Mitch?”“Sounds like a mess.”“It is — both ways.And no signs yet that it’s ever going to be cleaned up.No leads, no motive, no nothing.”“The daughter any help?”“Tara Linneker claims she was out riding around with her boy friend — fiancé, actually — when it happened.” Adair hesitated.“Linneker didn’t cotton much to the young man.His name’s Shayon.McCoy’s working on that angle.”“McCoy?” said Holt sharply, straightening up.“You mean Captain McCoy? I thought he retired a couple of years ago.”“He did.But Gould has called him back to handle the mess.You can see just how seriously the police are taking this.”Holt could see.Captain Loren McCoy was something of a legend among the city’s law enforcement agencies.Holt had never known him personally or worked with him, but he was well aware of the McCoy reputation.For nearly thirty years he had headed the homicide division and, together with his principal assistant, Sergeant Hank Quinlan, had formed a manhunting team without equal in the whole southwest.That the police department should call McCoy back to active duty proved how desperately they wanted a quick and successful end to the Linneker case.“Well,” Holt said slowly, “if McCoy is back, I don’t know why you’re worried.He doesn’t miss.”“I agree with you.Undoubtedly he won’t miss this time, either.But this office, like the police department, is in the middle of a tense situation.That’s the unfortunate side of public service.Sometimes it’s not enough for us to do our best.We also have to demonstrate publicly that we’re doing our best.”“I don’t follow you.”Adair grimaced.“One of the political decisions arrived at last night, Mitch.The district attorney’s office is supposed to show some muscle on this case.We’re going to appoint a special investigator.So consider yourself appointed.”“Why me? If it’s an investigator you want, Van Dusen is the — ”“No.You fill the bill.You’re coming off the Buccio case a winner, your picture’s in the paper, the public knows your name.Appointing you is our proof to the taxpayers that we’re making the maximum effort to break this thing.”Holt swore softly and stared at his boss.Adair met his eyes and shrugged helplessly.“The penalty of success — more work.You have my personal apology, Mitch.I know you’re due and overdue for your vacation, but this is only a temporary assignment.Might not last more than a day or two, a week at most.Just until something breaks or the pressure eases.”“No, I don’t mind the work.I don’t like being a figurehead.”“I rate you higher than that.”“Well, whatever I am, I’m no cop and I’ll make a fool of myself trying to act like one.Particularly in fast company like McCoy and Quinlan.”“Don’t sell yourself short.You might show those old dogs some new tricks.”“Oh, sure,” said Holt.“They’d love that.”“At least, it’ll be a good change of pace for you.I’ll want you to work with me on the trial end, anyway, and if you already know the case from the ground up, so much the better.” Adair patted him on the shoulder.“Look, if you’re worried about your wife flying off the handle, I can call Connie myself and explain it to her.”Holt got up; he was over six feet.“I’ll do it myself.I’m bigger than she is.That’s becoming my sole advantage.” He knew he’d might as well joke about it; orders were orders, no matter how much he disliked the assignment.He was stuck with it now, just as Adair had been stuck with it, and so on up the line.But he couldn’t resist giving the boss his final opinion of the whole business.“Just one thing I’d like to get straight — ”The telephone interrupted him.Adair answered, grunted, then hung up, a grin on his stony face.“Old Man Buccio got the limit.Five to ten.Now what were you going to ask, Mitch?”“This [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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