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Chapter 26

"Detective Hudson?" A voice caused him to look away from his computer screen. It was the next morning and Doctor Kley had e-mailed over the latest reports on Danny Bauman. It seemed that medication and therapy sessions were working on bringing him back to reality, but they were still a long way from making him competent for any sort of trial. However, a short interview with a detective would be possible.

"Inspector Siku?" Charlie smiled at the woman. She was Inuit, approximately Sarah's height, her jet-black hair was pulled back into a bun, and her bright blue pant suit was pressed, despite the three-hour flight from Toronto. It was apparent that she hadn't swung by her hotel as she had two wheeled suitcases with her.

"Yes, sir," she nodded.

"Please call me Charlie," he shook her hand and gave her a smile.

"I'm Anna," she smiled back. Rex barked from his spot along the wall, feeling left out.

"That is my partner, Rex. Sorry buddy," Charlie said. The German Shepard came over to the inspector and sat down at her feet.

"Ah the famous Rex. Very nice to meet you Rex," Anna smiled at him and petted his head.

"Oh, you've done it now. You don't have treats in your pockets, do you?" Charlie chuckled.

"Yeah, they wouldn't let me bring those on the plane," Anna said. Rex licked her hand anyway and then went back to his spot. Just then Detective Parsons walked into the bullpen.

"One sec," Charlie told Anna.

"Mika, this is Inspector Anna Siku from the RCMP. She's going to help us with Debra Moffat," he introduced the Special Victims detective to their new associate.

"Nice to meet you. Mika Parsons, Special Victims," the detective smiled at Anna.

"Nice to meet you. This case has you guys all over the place huh?" Anna wondered.

"Oh, you don't know the half of it. Speaking of which, Mika, Doctor Kley said that Danny Bauman can be interviewed – a short one – but one that we haven't been able to get. Can you handle it?" Charlie asked.

"You got it. Do I need to call ahead?" Mika wanted to know. Charlie quickly gave her the phone number that she needed and then she was off to make a call.

"I know you've been sitting for a while, but why don't you take a seat and tell me all about what you've found?" Charlie offered the RCMP Inspector a seat next to him. Anna grabbed her suitcases and put one under the desk before putting the other one on top of the desk.

"Glad to see there is more than one sheet of paper on this one," Charlie said.

"Well as you noted, I'm sure you don't know the half of it," Anna told him.

"We figured that something was off when no one would find the file," he admitted.

"It was on my desk. I'm one of the cold case inspectors," she said.

"You had it pulled from the system?" Charlie was confused as to why it would not have been on the computer system for other officers to access.

"Yes, with a little help from Internal Affairs," she told him. Charlie mouthed an "oh" and let her continue.

"I'm guessing you struggled to find much on her," Anna said.

"Jesse, our computer whiz, did everything he could to find information but there wasn't much to find," Charlie let her know. Jesse was currently obtaining the proper equipment for the attempted sting on Richard Moffat later that day and could not be with them.

"Well, that would be because her husband had some help," Anna explained as she opened the suitcase that was on the desk.

"You mean someone in the OPP or in the RCMP?" Charlie immediately grew concerned.

"Seems her husband, Aiden Moffat, had a buddy in RCMP Division B, here in St. John's. When I pulled the case, there was little more than a few pages, then I got this in the mail, a few years ago," Anna pulled out a binder that had to be two inches thick out of the suitcase and handed it to him.

"Holy moly," he said as he opened the binder.

"I don't know what possessed this officer, but he had been tracking Moffat since the date of Debra's disappearance. He'd been taking notes, photographs, and even had a call log of anonymous calls to our hotline," the inspector explained.

"So why do you think that Moffat had a friend in the RCMP here?" Charlie was confused. This certainly didn't seem like a friend.

"I had the binder fingerprinted by forensics, even checked for DNA," Anna handed him a newspaper clip from the suitcase. The headline read,

"Former RCMP Officer killed during Attempted Robbery. Sergeant McDonald tried to protect to store clerk but was killed by second robber, who shot him in the back."

"I remember that. I even went to the funeral. So, it was McDonald's DNA was on the binder," Charlie's eyes went wide.

"I'm guessing that when he died, his family found this binder and knew it was important. I interviewed his former partners and they all called McDonald a stand-up guy. If he was such a stand-up guy, then why didn't he bring this to the attention of his superiors? Why compile all this information, if not to turn him in?" Anna wondered.

"Because he knew someone was dirty. You didn't happen to come across anything indicating that McDonald knew about the child abuse victims, did you?" Charlie asked. Anna had a shocked look on her face before responding,

"I don't think our Sergeant knew about that. Everything I have pertains to the disappearance of Debra Moffat."

"So, McDonald had suspicions about one of his coworkers. It wasn't his case. Your file says Inspector Fischel filed the report. This means that our Sergeant is outranked by this coworker and reporting him and being wrong would be career suicide. Therefore, instead of going to Internal Affairs, he follows Moffat around on his own time and his own dime, hoping to catch him in a lie," Charlie gave her a look.

"Fischel filed this pathetic, just enough, report," Anna handed him the few pages of the original report.

"Yeah, that's what I'd call it. He claims that he interviewed the husband and all he got was that Debra was always disappearing but that she usually came back in a few days. The classic answer - if you want the police to treat it as an adult runaway. Debra is over eighteen and can disappear if she wants," Charlie heaved a sigh.

"Right. Despite the concerns of Debra's family, he closed the file. I reopened the file when I received the binder," Anna said.

"It wasn't addressed to you, right? Just to your unit?" Charlie wondered.

"Just to my unit. I transferred out of Iqaluit and this was my first case, so no one knew who I was," she admitted.

"So, they dumped this on the newbie. Nice of them," Charlie shook his head.

"Yes, indeed, but I was willing to work with Internal Affairs and we got something that I think would certainly bring into question why things were ignored," Anna flips the pages in the binder to where she needed to show something to Charlie.

"Who is that standing next to Moffat?" He asked.

"Inspector Fischel. Their kids played hockey together," she told him.

"So, when he needs a favor – he calls his buddy? Why would Fischel help him hide a body?" Charlie wasn't sure how they could tie things together.

"Their mutual bad acts? I had no idea about the child abuse," Anna said.

"Pedophiles like to share their photos. All supposition for now but we certainly have found a connection between Aiden Moffat and Inspector Fischel. There is one person who could answer the question, but we just had her committed," Charlie shook his head. Lynn Moffat could certainly say if Fischel came around their house.

"Maybe we just poke the bear? Go speak to Fischel's kids under the guise of investigating your case. We know his sons played hockey with a pedophile so maybe they were abused. See if they know anything about this Danny you were talking about?" Anna asked.

"Rex, want to go for a ride?" The dog perked up.

"I'll take that as a 'yes'," Charlie smirked.

To Be Continued…