cheap brew and loose women with a nice wife and a couple of cute kids at home. The thing is, Dallas, it was a cold kill. One slice.â Baxter mimed cutting his own throat. âFrom behind. Then the bastard drops, but heâs still alive, according to the ME, when she cuts off his dick. She had to be freaking covered with blood, but thereâs no trail, not out the door, not out the window and fire escape. Not a drop.â
âCleaned up after.â
âNo blood in the sink, no trace in the tap, the pipes. It reads like she came prepared, like she maybe sealed up, or changed. Like she had this in mind from the jump. Iâve knocked on women heâs known to have dicked around with, who might be pissed off, but thatâs nowhere.â
âGive it another push. Iâll take a look at the file as soon as I get a chance. Fresh eyes.â
âAppreciate that.â
When he left, Eve stepped over to her desk. Her âlink indicated she had eight messages. A chunk of them, she knew, would be from media hounds. A rich guy buys it in his own home, it started the trickle that often became a flood. And the details of how would leak, she knew that, too. Nobodyâs finger was big enough to plug the hole in the dike when the flood was that juicy.
âAll clear?â Peabody asked from the doorway.
âYeah.â
âBaxter wanted to talk about the Avenue D case? Trueheartâs run some of it by me,â Peabody continued. âNothingâs gelling.â
âTheyâll go back around, work it again. Whatâve you got for me?â
âBenedict Forrestâwhose mother really was eaten by a shark. Or severely chewed on by one. He was six at the time, and living in New York under the care of a nanny and numerous servants. Mother was quite the adrenaline junkie, from what Iâve got. Name the life-threatening activity, she gave it a whirl. Thirty-five at TOD, twice divorced, one child. When she ended up the main course for Jaws, Anders applied for custody and guardianship, and as the biological father didnât contest, same was granted.â
âHow much did Anders pay him? The bio dad?â
âFive million, apparently. The guy spends most of his time cruising around hot spots in Europe, hadnât seen the kid since the divorceâfour years plus before the mother died. Heâs been married three times since, and is currently living in the south of France. Just doesnât feel like he plays into this.â
âHow much of a financial interest did the mother have in the company?â
âNone. She took a buyout from her father in lieu. And she was smart enoughâor vindictive enoughâto arrange her trust and assets so even if the father took the kid, after her death, he couldnât touch a penny of the kidâs take. Anders took the kid, supported, educated, and housed him on his own nickel.â
Pausing, Peabody glanced down at her notes. âForrest came into a nice chunk of change when he turned twenty-one, another portion at twenty-five, another at thirty. He has an MBA from Harvard, where he also played baseball and lacrosse. He worked his way up the ranks at Anders from a junior exec to his current position as Chief Operating Officer.â
âAny criminal?â
âNada. Pretty regular hits for speeding, and a shitload of parking tickets, all paid up.â
Eve sat back, swiveled in her desk chair. âGive me the wife.â
âAva Montgomery Anders, who I confirmed was in her hotel suite on St. Lucia when contacted about trouble at home. She booked a shuttle after the transmission. Thereâs no record of her leaving the island by any mode prior. Born Portland, Oregon, in 2008, upper-middle-class all the way. Previous marriage to one Dirk Bronson in 2032, ended in divorce in 2035. No offspring. Earned degrees in business and public relations from Brownâscholarshipâwhich she put to use as the PR rep