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Before Tyler could shut down his computer, it displayed a notification requesting a video chat. He checked the request and saw that it was from the Attorney General himself, so he sat back in his chair and accepted the request.
As soon as Alfaro’s face filled the screen, it spoke, “I reviewed the administrative subpoena duces tecum you prepared, and it will do fine. I want you to serve it personally on this Blackwater Holdings as soon as possible. Check flights and let me know when you can get there.”
Tyler wasn’t totally surprised, but it was out of character for Alfaro to spend money sending one of his own agents on an out of state trip rather than using a local resource or a contractor to serve a simple subpoena.
“I’ll look into flights immediately, but there won’t likely be anything until tomorrow morning at the earliest.”
“That’s acceptable,” said Alfaro, “but plan on staying until they have complied with the requirements of the subpoena.”
“Sir, this isn’t a warrant. They don’t have to immediately comply with the demands...”
“You don’t have to explain the law to me,” Alfaro growled. “Use some common sense and initiative for crying out loud. Most people don’t know the difference between a warrant and a subpoena, so if you demand the information when serving it, odds are that they will comply. Make it happen.”
Tyler wanted to say that someone should explain the law to the Attorney General, but he held his tongue. Courts had ruled multiple times that the judicial validity and enforceability of a subpoena was negated when it was executed in a manner reminiscent of a warrant. Once again, Alfaro was leaving a member of his staff out on a limb from a legal perspective, but now was not the time to argue the point.
“I’ll do my best, sir.”
“Good,” Alfaro said. “Is there anything new to report?”
Tyler didn’t consider for an instant telling Alfaro anything about the earrings. Instead, he said, “We’re backtracking some to see what we can learn about the gunman who was shot in case there’s any possible connection between him and the mystery woman...”
“Stop calling her a mystery woman and call her the suspect. That’s what she is,” Alfaro growled again.
“Of course, sir.”
“What are you considering relative to the suspect and the gunman being somehow connected?” Alfaro asked in a much calmer tone of voice.
“Among other things, we’re now curious if the suspect somehow was aware of the gunman’s plans beforehand, and if so, how did she know,” Tyler explained.
“Sounds reasonable,” agreed Alfaro. “Eliminating the randomness of her actions would also prove premeditation. I could sell that to a Grand Jury if you find anything. Stevens is working that, I hope. I need you to stay focused on this Blackwater outfit. Finding the owner of that car will be our best and quickest chance to identify the suspect. Once we have her, the other pieces will typically fall into place.”
“Yes sir,” Tyler said. “While the vehicle registered to this Blackwater Holdings is our best lead so far, we haven’t placed all of our eggs into that one basket. We are expanding our search farther east, checking registrations in each state as we go. It would be helpful if we could ask the FBI for some assistance. Have you given our ideas on that any further consideration?”
“Yes, and the answer is still ‘no’,” Alfaro said. “If you run into any hurdles with other jurisdictions, let me know. If I can’t overcome them for you, I’ll see what Lange or Munoz can do for us through their contacts in DC.”
“Understood. Is there anything else, sir?”
“Just send me your itinerary when you have it,” Alfaro said, seconds before terminating the call on his end.
With Taylor out of town and Katie probably still driving, Tyler decided to stay in the office and start researching his travel options to Boise rather than doing it from Katie’s condo. He would make the arrangements and send the details to Alfaro, and then stop and pick up something for dinner on the way back to the condo.
As a state employee, he was required to utilize the state’s official travel website. This was supposed to ensure that the state received the best rates for all travel expenses, but more important to the politicians, it allowed for restrictions for travel to locations that they wanted to be boycotted for one political reason or another.
He entered Wednesday morning as his preferred departure date and Friday morning for the return. He couldn’t anticipate any justification for extending the trip over the weekend and seriously doubted that serving the subpoena and getting a response would take more than a few hours. If he could change to an earlier return flight, the state would make up the penalties for the reservation change by saving on the hotel room charges that he would avoid by leaving a day or two early.
Tyler knew that Katie would be just as disappointed in him being out of town when she returned as he would be, so the best he could do is to try and get back as quickly as possible. Their new relationship needed and deserved the two of them to spend enough time together to explore and learn as a couple.
While Katie had been clear on her desire for them to proceed with the development of their physical relationship as soon as possible, he knew that she understood and supported the larger and more comprehensive need that they both had to simply share their lives – to build the memories that they both wanted.
Once the website had confirmed the arrangements that he had made and provided the confirmation numbers, Tyler saved a copy of the itinerary and attached it in an e-mail to Alfaro and printed out a copy to leave for Katie, as she had done for him with hers. He would review it with her when they spoke later, but this copy would be hers to refer to while he was gone.
Checking the time, Tyler debated whether to pick something up for dinner on the way back to the condo or to stop and eat somewhere. A quick online check of the baseball schedules convinced him to stop and eat someplace where the Angels or Dodgers games might be televised tonight. He knew that Katie didn’t have a television in her condo, and the one in his and his sister’s condo only showed the channels that were part of Taylor’s subscription, and that didn’t include any sports.
Leaving the office and heading towards his car, Tyler remembered that he still hadn’t spoken to his parents about the plans for Saturday. He would call his father while driving to a sports bar he was familiar with and be prepared to update Katie when she called him later.
“You’re sure that Tyler won’t find your set while he’s staying in your condo?” Cile asked.
The screen on her cellphone didn’t have a chance to fade after her call with Tyler before she had dialed Katie’s number to inform her of his inquiry into the starfish earrings. The call had gone to voicemail, but Katie had called back just as soon as she had a cellular signal and she had heard the urgency in her cousin’s plea for a return call.
“I’m positive,” Katie reassured her cousin. “I always keep my jewelry locked in the safe in my closet, especially when I go out of town. What I’m not as certain of is if there are any pictures in the boxes in the garage that might show me wearing them. You don’t remember seeing any when we were sorting through the pictures last week, do you?”
Cile thought for a minute, and said, “No, but we talked about the absence of pictures of you with your hair long, so since you cut your hair at the same time that you stopped wearing the starfish earrings, it doesn’t sound like there could be any of you with them on.”
“That’s right,” Katie agreed. “I sanitized the pictures that night with the Marshals. There should be no pictures of me in the garage from after I turned twelve until earlier this summer. I’ll need to make sure that my parents do the same at the house before Tyler and I arrive.”
“I’ll get Mom to help me and your mom scour the house this weekend,” Cile offered. “It needs to be done right so that there aren’t just cutout holes in family photos where your face used to be.”
Katie laughed, and Cile joined her. “I can’t believe that I didn’t remember to warn you about wearing those starfish earrings,” Katie lamented. “I’m sorry.”
“The earrings are only part of the problem,” Cile said. “He either hadn’t noticed or chose to ignore the fact that I was also wearing the diamond necklace that you gave me. The one that you purchased that day at the mall. They have to have pictures of that from Tiffany’s”
“Maybe the necklace isn’t as visible in the picture of you that he saw the earrings in”, Katie surmised.
“That’s possible,” Cile agreed. “If it was a shot that showed my ear, then the necklace would have been harder to see from that angle. I’m locking that necklace away for the time being just to be on the safe side and avoid any more mistakes.”
“Should I mention to Tyler that you and I have talked after your conversation with him?” Katie asked.
“Wait to see if he brings it up first,” Cile said, then she started laughing.
Katie waited for her cousin to calm down before asking, “What do you find so funny?”
Cile had to control her urge to laugh again as she tried to explain to Katie, “If Tyler implies that your cousin is a homewrecking slut, play along.” Cile then described how she laid the subterfuge on Tyler concerning her relationship with a married man.
This time, it was Katie who had to calm down her laughter before they could continue their conversation.
She said, “Well, you didn’t lie. My dad is married, and he did give the earrings to you as a birthday present during our vacation to Mo’orea.”
“Maybe I’ll check to see if Jean-Jean is still working on Mo’orea,” Cile said. “If he isn’t there anymore, then telling Tyler where the earrings were obtained wouldn’t lead him anywhere. Jean-Jean made our matching sets for your dad, so there won’t be anyone else who could provide any information on them.”
“Better yet,” Katie said. “Wait a few days and then tell Tyler that your married friend bought the earrings from an artisan selling custom jewelry at the Municipal Market in Papeete. It would be better for his inquiry to stop at a dead-end than to remain stalled with you.”
“Our challenge now will be how much of the conversation with Tyler do we need to share with Joey or my dad.”
“Oh geez, Joey can be overzealous. If you have to tell him anything about your conversation with Tyler in order to get him to assist with determining the status of Jean-Jean, make certain that he understands that Tyler is hands off. If my boyfriend disappears, Joey will get to judge my marksmanship skills personally. You can tell him I said so.”
Katie chuckled to herself when she remembered one of the biggest obstacles her supporters had faced to safeguard her identity was getting the Civilian Marksmanship Program to remove any record of her competitions from their score tracking website. Even though she had always competed using just her first and middle names, Kathryn Francis, they surmised that some investigator would assume that anyone who could place three automatic pistol rounds in a man’s groin from that distance might have won some marksmanship competitions, which in turn might lead them to her. While she would effectively be forfeiting her numerous championships, the CMP was resistant to altering their records. Rockie had made the alterations without their permission, but since no one ever complained about moving up in the standings, the CMP didn’t make any further issue of it.
Cile laughed again and said, “That should work. He certainly knows who the better shot is between the two of you, and you have the trophies to remind him.”
“Which reminds me,” said Katie. “While you and our moms are scouring the pictures in the house, grab any of my shooting trophies and hide those away as well. Most of those should be in my bedroom, where I intend to spend a lot of time with Tyler while we are there.”
“My cousin is a wanton floozy!”
“Maybe, but your cousin is in love, so deal with it,” Katie giggled.
“I think I’ll discuss yours and Tyler’s sleeping arrangements with our moms while I’m at the house,” Cile teased.
“Go ahead,” countered Katie. “If I don’t like them, I’ll book us into the most romantic suite on the Riverwalk. My lust will not be denied!”
Cile laughed again and continued to tease Katie, “What if all you get is a Vienna Sausage? Where will your lust be then? You haven’t seen the merchandise yet, remember?”
Katie countered, “Unlike my cousin, I am not a size-queen. Plus, I may not have seen the merchandise, but I have felt it against me, and it will be more than adequate for the purposes I have in mind.”
“If you say so,” said Cile, remembering her own experiences with Tyler’s body against hers and agreeing that his merchandise was indeed, more than adequate. “But I was thinking that you and Tyler might do better in the basement of the house so that you wouldn’t be physically or verbally constrained if you know what I mean.”
“The safe rooms?” Katie said. “I like the way you think. You’re forgiven.”
“Plus,” said Cile in the conspiratorial tone that Katie had always treasured from her cousin, “Don’t tell a soul that I told you because it’s supposed to be a surprise.”
“Tell me what?”
“JR and Rockie are flying in for the Labor Day weekend so that they can meet your new boyfriend, and they’re bringing Jimmy and Jamie, so your room may be needed for them.”
“JR’s coming!” Katie exclaimed. “I knew he would make it, but I didn’t think he’d bring everyone with him for such a short trip.”
“Rockie wanted to meet Tyler too, so that meant that they had to bring Jimmy and Jamie as well,” Cile explained.
James Robert Brandt III and Jamison Rochelle Brandt were Katie’s six-year-old maternal twin nephew and niece. While she tried to stay as current with their lives as possible, their parents’ travel around the world for JR’s job with the Defense Advanced Research Project Agency, or DARPA meant that she seldom got an opportunity to spend any time with them.
“Okay, now I need to call my mom to give her an update,” Katie said. “I’m almost to Liberal, Kansas, which leaves me a little over three hours from Tucumcari. I should call her before it gets any later or she’ll have my dad listening in on our conversation.”
“Good point,” Cile said. “Let me know how your conversation with Tyler goes tonight in case anything is said that might alter our strategy at this point relative to the earrings.”
“Will do. Love you Cile.”
“Love you too Katie.”
“Hi, Mom. I assume that since Dad’s cellphone is going directly to voicemail that he’s in a meeting or something.”
“Hi, Sweetie. No, he’s right here. He probably left his phone on ‘do not disturb’ again. Hold on and I’ll put you on speaker.”
Tyler heard his mother repositioning her cellphone before the background noise increased as the speaker became active.
“Sorry, son,” his father said. “I was participating in an online seminar earlier and as your mom said, I forgot to switch off the do not disturb feature on my phone.”
With his trust fund, and then eventual control over two wealthy families’ fortunes, Tyler’s father had never needed to work. However, he held an MBA from Vanderbilt University and was both a licensed real estate broker and a certified public accountant. Both of these professions required continuing education credits to maintain the state licenses, so his father spent several hours each month attending seminars or taking online classes.
It’s not a problem,” Tyler assured them. “I wanted to talk to both of you, so it really doesn’t matter which or your cellphones does the trick. Are you still planning to pick up Taylor from the airport on Saturday and then drive her home so you can see the condo?”
“That is still the plan as far as we know,” his father said. “Have you heard anything from Taylor that might require a change in those plans?”
“No, everything with her schedule is still the same as far as I know,” Tyler said. “The reason I’m asking is because I want you both to meet someone while you’re here. She wants to take us all to dinner so everyone has an opportunity to get to know one another. I was thinking that you might want to consider spending the night with Taylor and then driving back home on Sunday morning.”
“Since you mentioned that this someone is a ‘she’, are we to assume that she is someone special to you?” his mother asked.
Tyler chuckled and said, “That would be a very astute assumption, Mom.”
His father chuckled as well and added, “And since you suggested that we spend the night with Taylor and not you and Taylor, are we to assume that you will be spending the night someplace else?”
“For a couple of old folks, you two are still pretty sharp,” Tyler teased.
“We’re still sharp enough to change our wills, young man,” laughed his mother. “Keep that in mind when you feel like getting sassy. So, explain your plans to us so we can decide what to wear and whether to pack an overnight bag.”
“Katie and I discussed it. That’s her name, Katie Brandt. Anyway, if Taylor’s schedule doesn’t change, you all should make it to the condo from the airport between three and four on Saturday afternoon. Once we get Taylor settled and she shows you the condo, we can go over to Katie’s condo for Margaritas before going to dinner. After dinner, you and Taylor can either go back to her condo or join Katie and me at her condo for coffee or more drinks.”
“She must live in the same complex,” his father said.
“Katie lives next door,” Tyler explained. “She is actually the manager for the condo that Taylor and I are renting.”
“While that is obviously convenient for you,” said his mother, “doesn’t it pose some potential risk of conflict of interest on her part? Should she be romantically involved with one of her tenants? Since you’ve alluded to spending the night with her, something is going on, even if it isn’t romance.”
“I’m not going to try to convince you of Katie’s integrity or trustworthiness,” Tyler told them. “I’ll let you be the judge of that yourself once you meet her. As far as ‘something going on’, you’re absolutely right. Katie and I are developing the most meaningful relationship that either of us has ever had, and we want to begin sharing more and more of our lives with each other. That includes sharing our parents. You’ll meet her on Saturday, and I will go to Texas with her over the Labor Day weekend to meet her family.”
“What do you know about her family?’ asked his father.
“I don’t know a great deal yet, other than they raised the most beautiful and amazing woman I have ever met. They have a lot of points in the plus column simply by virtue of Katie being who she is. I know that they are very private, apparently related to her father’s former role with the government. I get the impression that he still has a great deal of high-level influence, likely due to consulting work he still does in some capacity.”
“Was he a politician,” his mother asked, “or merely some sort of civil servant?”
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