had a message from Morris.
From: (Franklin Morris)
[email protected]To:
[email protected]Subject: WARNING!!!
Date: December 21, 2004 2:15 p.m. MST
Det. Munroe,
I think I stuck my foot in it. I heard from my captain that the chief tried to call in that favor with the safety managers office and was shot down.
So maybe it would be best if you back off anything official on your end.
Which is stupid because I could really use your advice before Sarah starts. BTW, I took your suggestion and got in touch with her. We chatted and hit it off.
So if you don’t mind, can we just sidestep the brass and work directly? you, me and Sarah. Maybe a chat room for the three of us?
Thanks,
Frank
Munroe sent Morris a reply and told him about the warning he’d gotten from Clemens. He also said he’d be happy to meet with him and his partner and that he was sure Yamaguchi would like to join. Munroe was intrigued that he and Yamaguchi would have a counterpart in the FD. Screw Clemens, he thought.
And finally, he found an email from Melissa.
From: (Melissa Anderson)
[email protected]To:
[email protected]Subject: Death on the Nile
Date: December 21, 2004 2:57 p.m. MST
My Dear Detective Munroe,
It was fascinating talking to you the other night. I enjoyed our witty repartee and hope we can resume our verbal thrusts and jabs.
See, I can talk pretty too :)
And I looked into that trip you were talking about in Egypt. Sounds like fun. 5,000-year-old mummies might have something to teach me (I actually did meet a couple of people who claimed to have lived then but who can tell).
So, if you have no objections, I’d like to join you! Please don’t say no.
Melissa
Damn, I am one popular guy, Munroe thought. He replied to her and said it was OK by him. He couldn’t believe how good he was feeling at that moment. Not every day a 62-year-old man can go on a trip with a 21-year-old girl, you old dog you.
“Alex, earth to Alex. I know you’re still here.”
“Oh, sorry, Linda. Daydreaming.”
“Yeah, right. If you must talk to yourself, you might want to mute the field first.”
“Oh, you heard that?”
“Yes, oh gift to women. What’s the name of this piece of jailbait?”
“Technically incorrect, Linda. Her name is Melissa and we met while I was nursing you back to health.”
“You mean while you were perusing your disgusting dead guy porn and I was puking my guts out.”
“Yes, essentially, but my relationship with Melissa is on a higher plane.”
“Doing it on a plane now? Kinky.”
“Please, let’s return to official police business.”
Munroe thought he’d never seen Yamaguchi smile so broadly. It’s kind of sexy, he thought, and then made sure he hadn’t let that thought slip out.
“I got a hold of the pastor … or preacher or whatever, at the church. I’m going to meet with him at 5:30.”
“Hello, partners, remember?”
“You can come. I just think it would be good if we don’t spring you on him until we know how comfortable he is with the dead. Just because they were meeting there doesn’t mean the good reverend would have approved. You saw that story about the priest in France, didn’t you?”
Of course Munroe saw it. A priest had ordered disembodied visitors to leave his church.
“OK, I’ll be quiet.”
Munroe and Yamaguchi tackled the few disembodied witness reports that had trickled in that morning, and then they called the building owner together.
“Hi, is Mr. Yamata there,” Yamaguchi said.
“Yes, this is me.”
“Hello, sir, this is Officer Linda Yamaguchi. I don’t know if you remember me. I met you at the Japanese-American Association luncheon last year.”
“Of course. Yoshiko-san’s daughter, right?”
“Yes. If you don’t mind, I’d like to ask you a question about the building you own on 15th Street. Next to the Wazee?”
“Yes,” he said.
Yamaguchi fidgeted uncomfortably in her chair. “I’d like to know if you rented space in the building on the night of the 11th for a … a party.” She remembered some of the confrontations her mother had had with Yamata when she was alive. She wasn’t certain if he carried a grudge that extended to her.
“Yes I did. To a Christian group, for a rave.”
Yamaguchi relaxed. He seemed friendly enough. “Oh, you did. Do you have any contact information for that group?”
“Not much. I have a name and a number. Is there a problem?”
“Oh no, just checking the whereabouts of
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