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Chapter 12

Sa in the interrogation rooht man in his early forties, he wore an off-the-rack business suit, a wide and rather ugly yellow tie, and a fake Rolex "That’s our killer"

"Alleged killer" Garcia glanced down at the clipboard in his hands "He’s Eugene Gates, forty-three, divorced, no children A phar tickets" He handed her the arrest report "He gave the desk sergeant a bloodstained diamond necklace, but hasn’t offered a motive"

Sam looked past hi with one of the janitors "What’s he doing here?"

"I want Massey in there with you" Before she could reply, Garcia shook his head "The DA wants a full confession on videotape That means two officers present, my lady"

It also meant she couldn’t use l’attrait to compel the suspect to tell her the truth "Massey," she called, and was momentarily distracted by the hamster-wheel squeak of the janitor’s wheeled bucket as he pushed it out of sight down the hall "Can you run a video camera?"

Massey ducked inside "In " She handed the clipboard off to hiation room Sam pulled out the chair on the opposite side of the table, noting the complete lack of reaction fro at a long scratch in the table’s Forh the introductions

"Mr Gates, I’m Detective Samantha Brown" Sam turned the chair around, straddled it, and nodded at Jonah "This is Detective Jonah Massey Have you been inforhts?"

Gates nodded slowly

Saht indicate the man was stoned or drunk "Sir, I’ll need you to answer hts," he told the scratch "I murdered Noel Coburn"

Gates spoke in a monotone That, coe, suggested he was mentally handicapped, was in a state of shock, or had been sa to videotape this interview, Mr Gates What you say in this rooainst you in court Do you understand, and consent to that?"

"Yes"

Sam nodded to Massey, itched on the camera and recited the time, the date, and their names for the record What she needed to do first was see if she could shake Gates out of his parrot act "What’s yourher to provide a hint When she didn’t, he frowned and thought about it After thirty seconds, he said, "Victor"

"Do you knohat day it is?" After he answered that just as slowly, she sat back and studied his face He had the remains of a summer tan, but it had taken on a yellow cast, and the skin around his mouth and under his chin looked loose He sernails looked as if he’d been digging in the dirt for days "What did you have for breakfast this "

"How about dinner last night? Lunch yesterday?" Before he could answer, she asked, "When was the last tiene?"

It took hio"

Massey whistled "That long, huh?" A candy bar landed on the table in front of Gates, and when Sary, right?"