Her Last Goodbye (Morgan Dane Book 2)(56)

“That’s what Tim said in our initial meeting,” Uncapping a marker, Sharp wrote a note under Fiona’s name on the board. “Who’s next on your list?”

“Kirk Armani.” Morgan opened her file. All her papers were neatly sorted, hole-punched, and affixed in the proper place. “According to Tim’s boss, Kirk has a crush on Chelsea.”

“Kirk seemed very uncomfortable when we asked him about her.” Lance set the laptop on the corner of Morgan’s desk.

Morgan shook her head. “The very act of being interviewed would create stress for Kirk. Did your mother find any red flags in his file?”

“No,” Lance admitted. “We’ll put him aside for now. Moving on to Tim’s boss, Elliot Pagano.”

Morgan flipped through her paperwork. “What do we know about his wife’s death?”

Lance scrolled. “His wife died in a car accident last year. She was under the influence of OxyContin when she got behind the wheel. Not enough to kill her but enough to impair her driving. Her death was ruled an accident, not a suicide. She had family money and did invest some of her funds in Speed Net as a start-up, but most of her estate was tied up in a trust specifically designed to keep spouses from inheriting family money. Elliot didn’t receive any of it. Her life insurance policy was held by the family trust.”

Sharp’s marker hovered over the board. “How tight was his alibi?”

“Vacuum sealed,” said Lance.

“Damn.” Sharp moved Elliot’s name down the suspect list.

Lance continued. “Elliot became a multimillionaire when he sold his interest in TechKing, the company he started with Levi Gold.” Lance skimmed the report, pulling out the information his mother had highlighted. “But it’s interesting that Speed Net’s main competition is Levi Gold’s new company, Gold Stream.”

“And Elliot mentioned that Levi had a grudge against him.” Morgan tapped a pen on her legal pad. “They had a falling-out over the sale of TechKing.”

“Did Gold get screwed on the sale?” Sharp asked hopefully.

“No,” Lance said. “They both made a hefty profit.”

“Crap.” Sharp made a note between Elliot and Levi’s names and connected it to both men with arrows. “What do we know about Levi Gold?”

Lance clicked on the photo in the file and turned the laptop to face Sharp then Morgan.

Levi Gold was a paraplegic.

“So Levi Gold didn’t personally kidnap Chelsea,” Morgan said.

Sharp’s mouth flattened. “No, but he’s rich. He could hire someone to do his dirty work. Where is his company based?”

“New Jersey.” Lance rubbed his eyes. He’d worked late and had gotten up well before the sun rose. He eyed Morgan’s coffeemaker but decided it wouldn’t be worth the argument with Sharp. “My mom is working her way through the list of Speed Net employees, but so far she hasn’t found any red flags.”

“Do we keep Tim on the list?” Lance asked. “His alibi is a three-year-old.”

“Unless he was willing to leave his daughter alone, I don’t see how he could have managed it.” Morgan shook her head, then stopped suddenly. “Is there any possibility that Chelsea actually disappeared earlier? We only have Tim’s word that she left the house at eight.”

Lance sifted through Chelsea’s phone records. “Fiona talked to Chelsea at seven. The call is verified right here.”

“Hold on.” Sharp came to stand in front of Morgan’s desk. “Can you hand me the report on my canvas of Tim’s neighborhood.”

“Here.” Morgan handed it over.

Sharp flipped to the second page. “Bill Hanks lives two doors down from Tim and Chelsea. Bill was just coming home from bowling when he saw Tim putting the kids in the car. He remembered because he thought it was strange for Tim to be taking the kids out when it was nearly midnight. According to Tim, Chelsea had said she’d be home around ten. There were multiple, verified texts and calls from Tim to Chelsea between ten and eleven. Tim left audible messages. His call to Fiona was also verified. There was no activity on Chelsea’s phone, but phone records show that Tim made those calls from home. Some of the location services were disabled on both phones, so we can’t determine where they were when they weren’t in use.”

“So the sheriff was right when he said that Tim was where he said he was Friday night.” Morgan finished her coffee and set the mug aside.

“We verified that Chelsea didn’t leave her house before seven p.m., that Tim was at home to Skype with his in-laws at eight thirty, that Tim’s phone was at home between eleven and twelve, and that Tim left the house close to midnight,” Sharp said. “The hours in between eight thirty and eleven are still murky. Can we think of a motivation for Tim to make his wife disappear?”