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Shes still having the affair with Reg Wilcox?
Yeah. In fact she was seen last night with our esteemed director of
sanitation. Szelagys on a stakeout at the Birches Motel, keeping an eye on
the Porcini brothers. They got out of Kingston six months ago and seem to
have the idea they can actually get back into business up here. Anyways,
Szelagys reporting back and happens to mention he sees Feckworths wife
coming out of Room Twelve with Reggie Wilcox. I was never keen on the jerk
myself. I dont know what women see in him.
Hes a good-looking guy.
Oh, come on. He looks like one of those Sears guys modeling the suits.
By way of imitation, McLeod gave him a three-quarter profile with a
Some people consider that handsome, Cardinal said. Though not on you.
Well, some people can kiss myanyway, I told His Worship last night, I
said, Look, your wife is not missing. Shes an adult. Shes been seen
downtown. If shes not coming home, thats apparently her choice at this
particular moment in time.
Whatd he say to that?
Who saw her? Where? What time? Same questions anybodyd ask. I told
him I wasnt at liberty to say. Shed been seen in the vicinity of Worth and
MacIntosh, so we could not file a missing-person report. Shes at the
Birches again tonight with Wilcox. I told Feckworth to come on down, youd
be happy to talk to him.
What the hell did you do that for?
Hell take it better from you. Him and me dont get along so good.
You dont get along with anyone so good.
Now, thats just hurtful.
While he was waiting for the mayor to arrive, Cardinal made out an
expense report for the previous month and wrote up the top sheet on a case
he had just closed. He found his thoughts wandering to Catherine. She had
been doing well for the past year and was back teaching at the community
college this semester. But she had seemed a little distant at dinner, a
little impatient, in a way that might indicate some preoccupation other than
her photographic project. Catherine was in her late forties and going
through menopause, which played havoc with her moods and necessitated
constant tweaking of her medication. If she seemed a little distantwell,
there was no shortage of plausible reasons. On the other hand, how well do
we really know the people we love? Just look at the mayor.
When the mayor, Lance Feckworth, arrived, Cardinal took him to one of the
interview rooms so they could talk in private.
I want to get to the bottom of this, the mayor told him. A full
investigation. Feckworth was a lumpy little man, much given to bow ties,
and was perched uncomfortably on the edge of a plastic seat that was usually
occupied by suspects. I know Im mayor, and that doesnt give me the right
to more attention than any other voter, but I dont expect less, either.
What if shes had an accident of some kind?
Feckworth was not much of a mayor. During his tenure, all the city
council seemed to do was study problems endlessly and agree to let them
drift. But he was usually an affable man, ready with a joke or a slap on the
back. It was unsettling to see him in pain, as if a building one had grown
used to over the years had suddenly been painted a garish color.
As gently as possible, Cardinal pointed out that Mrs. Feckworth had been
seen in town the previous night and there had been no major accidents that
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