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Chapter 5: One Closed Case

"Your brother, Mike, was the owner of a construction company," Lucy said to the man sitting across from her in the interrogation room. She knew Darryl was behind the glass, standing with his arms crossed watching and wondering if she would be able to prove that this man had killed his own brother.

"Yes, he did," he said as he crossed his arms over his barrel chest. He continued to glance at the door to his right that would lead to freedom.

"What was he like? I bet he was a tough guy and he enjoyed sports."

"Why are you asking me these questions? What does it have to do with Mike's death?"

"You mean his murder. I need to understand the victim, your brother, to understand who may have had motive to kill him," she said her gaze never wavering.

He cleared his throat. "He never respected my craft. He played football. I was interested in the culinary arts. Did I ever receive recognition for winning several dessert competitions? No. When Mike won his football games he got big, special dinners in which I made scrumptious desserts."

"You were jealous of your brother for getting all of that attention."

"Yes, when we were kids."

She noticed that he blinked his eyes twice and knew that she was on the right track.

She leaned forward. "As adults, I think you felt the same way. Angry as well."

"Angry? No," he said shaking his ahead and waving his arm.

"No?"

"No." He uncrossed his arms and set them on the table.

She held her gaze, knowing that she was close and if she wavered, he would stop talking. "He played football and hung out with cheerleaders, while you stayed home and baked cookies."

His face turned a tomato red and his eyes narrowed focused on his memories. "He wouldn't expand my business. He laughed at me. He said I was nothing more than a pansy. I showed him. I grabbed my rolling pin and I hit him. Again and again." Steven's face turned an almost green color as he looked up from his hands and at her.

"You killed your brother."

"Yes, yes I did," he said as he placed his head in his hands. He raised his head, tears in his eyes. "He won't ever insult me again."

She explained to him that he would have to write out his confession and sign it. When he nodded his head and accepted the legal pad and pen that she pushed across the table within his reach, she rose and left the room. She told an officer to keep an eye on him before she went to the door that led to the observation room. The door opened and her partner stepped out into the hallway.

"How did you know?" Darryl asked as he shut the door to the observation room and followed his partner to their desks.

She sat down, picked up a folder, and opened it. "I just detected that something wasn't right with the brother."

He sat down at his desk and spun around to face her. "Right and you managed to squeeze a confession out of him."

She raised her eyes from the file to look at him. "Well, I am very good at pressing buttons."

"The weapon was a rolling pin? I didn't see that."

"Neither did forensics."

"Let's go to lunch. I'll buy."

"All right," she said as closed the folder and rose. An uncontrollable smile came to her lips as she followed her partner out of the room. Darryl was a good detective and she was glad to have him as her partner. He wasn't intimidated or emasculated by her like her former partner had been.

"CD's is a well-known restaurant to get good food and drinks. Lots of cops and Rangers eat here," Darryl said as he parked the car and led his partner into the restaurant.

"Looks more like a bar to me," Lucy said as she looked around noting the décor and finding that she enjoyed the atmosphere.

An older woman, Lucy estimated that she was probably in her fifties, with blonde hair came up to them. "Oh, believe me honey we are more than a bar," the hostess said as she led them to a table and gave them each a menu.

They were perusing the menu when someone came to the table. She lifted her head and saw a familiar face.

"Ranger Walker," she said greeting him with a nod of her head.

"Hello, Ranger Walker," Darryl said.

"Detectives," Walker greeted nodding his head to each of them in turn. "Can we talk, Detective Silver?" He indicated that he wanted to talk to her alone so she rose from her seat and told her partner that she would be back. She followed Walker to an empty table far from other people.

He motioned for her to sit, and when she did, he sat down. She didn't say a word because she knew that he would tell her what he wanted without having to take any detours or sharp corners.

"Why did you take a look at the evidence and the reports from the bank hostage situation? He asked.

"I just wanted to make sure it was all in order."

She could tell that he wasn't buying it. She also knew that something was bothering him. "You don't believe it's over."

"No, I don't," he replied.

She sighed and could tell that he was waiting for her to talk. "It turned into a hostage situation when normally bank robbers would just get in there, order the tellers to hand over the money and then get out. It didn't happen that way."

"Look, I know the case is officially closed and I'm probably just agitated about it because I was involved."

"You don't believe that, do you?"

She sighed understanding that he was just as tenacious as she was and she believed that she could trust him with her suspicions. "No, I think someone on the inside was involved."

He nodded and rubbed his bearded chin while leaning back in his chair.

"Why don't we take this discussion to Ranger headquarters?"

Her mind went to the day of the hostage situation and she remembered seeing him entering the bank taking in everything and everyone around him. She decided to listen to her gut and trust him.

"All right. Let's get my partner and we'll follow you." She rose and went to collect Darryl knowing that he wasn't going to be pleased with what she was going to tell him, but she knew he would want to be involved.