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She could see she had him. âYou know what helped me when I had a job that I wasnât familiar with, a procedure manual. You must have something you can follow.â
âSure, you wouldnât mind?â
âNot at all.â
It sat, still in its shrink wrap, on the credenza behind his desk. He tried to rip it open by hand. Jeanne took it from him and slit it open with one deft thrust of her letter opener. She handed it to him with a slight shake of her head. âUh thanks Jeanne.â
He gave it a quick going over and found the applicable section. He summoned all his officiousness. âLadies, letâs get started.â They looked at each other and simultaneously decided it was too easy.
âJeanne, roll tape.â He shot through the boilerplate, correctly this time. Finally, it was Jackieâs turn. She was relaxed. She realized that her story change would probably get them off the hook. It sounded like they had screwed up the investigation so badly that they were holding Johanna solely because they didnât know what else to do. âMaybe, when Iâm finished, Iâll ask him.â she thought.
âIâm here to revise my statement.â she answered to the question of the purpose of this affidavit.
âIn your own words could you tell us the reason for this change.â
âYes, at the time of my sonâs, Robbieâs, recovery I was under a great amount of understandable stress. As time has passed Iâve remembered details that werenât apparent to me at the time of my original statement.â
âCould you elaborate please?â Detective Plant prodded.
âOn the day of Robbieâs recovery, April 12th, I had driven over to Johanna Nollâs house to well, mainly for her company. During Robbieâs disappearance, she had been a great comfort to me. I had tried the front door but no one had answered. I tried for about five minutes and was going to leave when I heard a noise coming from the side alley. I figured it was Johanna, so I came around to check. As I turned the corner of the house, I saw a figure cutting through the hedges to the house next door.â
âDid you get a good look?â
âNo, it was just a fleeting glance. I didnât stay focused on him. Instead, I was overwhelmed with a drive to look around back. I guess I sensed something.â
âYou said him. You saw a man?â
âHe struck me as mannish but I didnât really see him.â
âDo you have any idea how tall this person was?â
âHe was shorter than the bush he passed through.â
âHow much shorter?â he asked.
âAbout a foot, he was moving so youâd have to correct for that.â
âOkay, you headed for the back, go on.â
âI turned the back corner and saw the rear door. I kept moving towards it and there was Robbie. I was overwhelmed.â
âUnderstandable.â
âFor a moment, and then when I saw Johanna and Jay I became enraged. I immediately jumped to the conclusion, she had taken him.â
âYou say jumped to the conclusion. What do you mean?â
âOn reflection, in my mindâs eye Iâve come to realize they were first seeing him too. Then the figure in the alley, the noise that drew me to the back, well itâs apparent that was the kidnapper.â
âWhat makes you so sure?â
âJohanna was with me when Robbie disappeared. She stayed with me for hours afterwards, even after you arrived. We searched that house from top to bottom. There wasnât a sign of him and there wasnât a sound from him either, even though I called repeatedly. He was totally unharmed. The only way he could have remained silent and unharmed during that period would be if he was already gone. That would require an accomplice, more than that a motive. Iâve come to realize recently, how utterly alone she is. There is no accomplice. She has no involvement. She is innocent. She should be set free. She should be sent home to care for her son.â
The detective started to react but in a moment of professionalism stopped himself.
âThank you Mrs. DâAngelo. Is there anything else?â
âNo, thatâs it.â
He looked at Jeanne and made a slashing motion. She stopped the tape.
âWell?â Jackie asked.
âWell what?â he replied.
âI could see you busting to talk.â She was smiling.
âOh.â he looked at Jeanne as she gathered her equipment.
âIâm leaving before you say something really stupid that Iâd have to deal with.â Jeanne said sardonically as she ambled out the door.
An awkward silence momentarily filled the room. They shifted anxiously in their seats. Finally, Ted spoke. âBased on what youâve told me. I canât see any reason why Ms. Noll will be held much longer. Iâll get this over to the prosecutorâs office. We might even have her out by close of business today.â
Jackie smiled broadly, âThatâs great.â she paused, âbut I canât resist, I have to ask. Do you think you could have held her much longer in any event?â
âWhy would you say that?â he asked, slightly insulted.
âFrankly, it doesnât seem that you know what youâre doing.â
âI do so!â he offered weakly.
âYou said so yourself. You said you made a lot of mistakes.â
He turned beet red. âYeah, I did, didnât I?â
She thought he looked cute, boy-like in his embarrassment. She decided to let him off the hook. âDonât worry, your secretâs safe with me.â he looked relieved. âAs long as Johanna gets out of jail, what is there to tell?â
His face grew taut at the implication. âYeah, I guess your statement takes care of everything.â
âNot everything. You still have a kidnapper out there.â
âYeah right, we have a kidnapper to find. I have a feeling that might prove difficult.â He knew that he had just lost the prime suspect in the biggest case he would probably ever have but still he felt elated. It would give him an excuse to talk to Jackie. He didnât think sheâd mind.
âI really have to be going.â Jackie said as she grabbed her purse off the table and turned towards the door.
âYou donât need me for anything else, do you?â she smiled playfully as she said it.
âUh, no, nothing else. Iâll let you know personally if anything changes with your âŠfriend.â
âFriend? I donât think that even begins to cover it, more like a duty. I understand her, what sheâs going through, but I barely know her.â
âOkay, whatever but still Iâll let you know. Will you be home later today?â Ted asked hopefully.
âYes, just me and the boys once school lets out. Iâll expect you.â
She worked it through the door. She hadnât done that in awhile. She thought she had forgotten how to use the power. It felt really good.
âGood-bye Jeanne.â she said as she passed the front desk.
âGood-bye Ms. DâAngelo!â âSome of these women,â she thought, âmarriage used to mean something.â
As she exited the building the stimulation of this beautiful spring day hit her. Jackie decided to treat herself. The statement hadnât taken as long as she thought it would. âItâs about time I took some me time. I think Iâm due for a manicure, maybe a pedicure if they can fit it in!â
The nail place, âTootsiesâ, was in a storefront a few buildings down from police headquarters. She remembered she used to pamper herself all the time, hair, nails clothes, shoes. But she hadnât emphasized âmeâ in quite some time. Lately, she felt like she was taken for granted. She was Robbieâs mom not Jackie. It may have been her imagination but her husband wasnât as attentive, make that jealous, as he once was. There was a time when he would get crazy if a man just looked at her. Now, well, he didnât seem to notice any more. She had consciously decided to turn it back on this morning. Her custom tailored, front zippered jump suit, shades of Charlieâs Angels, still fit. There was more to her but it was contained through the miracle of Lycra. And it had worked like it always used to. Detective Plant had noticed her, really noticed her even though they had spent hours together in the last few weeks. He was cute, there seemed to be something. . . âJacqueline, calm down, youâre a married woman.â Still, it felt great to be noticed.
She sashayed into the nail parlor. It was in a long, narrow building. There had to be twenty stations each with a cute Asian âgirlâ small, thin, young. The only one who spoke English clearly was an elegant older woman at the register.
âHello, can I help you?â she asked in a well established accent.
âYes, Iâd like to get my nails done.â
âYou want special?â
âSpecial?â
The woman pointed to a chalkboard with prices, the specials sat at the top.
âGet one hand done, second one free.â the woman laughed heartily then added, âOnly kidding. You never been here?â
âNo, I havenât.â Jackie was quite surprised by the joke. She hadnât expected it⊠here.
âTell me what you want. I tell you how much.â
âI just want my cuticles trimmed; my nails shaped and filed, a little color, nothing too fancy.â
âNothing fancy.â she turned towards the girl at station three. âMing mao, kitty cat, fondue, chop, chop, wing wang.â At least thatâs how it sounded to Jackie. The woman turned to Jackie, âCome this way, Lili will take care of you.â
Lili, of course spoke little English and none that was useful to conversation. Jackie entertained herself by watching the TV on the far wall. A teaser for the noon news was on. âComing up at twelve, sources tell us that a local woman is to be released in kidnapping case. More of that story as well as other news, sports and weather coming up at twelve.â
She smiled. âI guess I wonât be getting that visit after all. What the heck, Iâll just do this for me.â
She went straight to the school from her manicure to pick up the boys. She arrived home to the happy surprise of finding Detective Plant encamped on her porch.
âSo Detective, what brings you here?â she asked airily.
âI guess you havenât heard. Theyâre going to release Johanna in a little while.â he replied seriously.
âThatâs great! Jay will be so happy.â she feigned ignorance.
âIâm sure he will. He has you to thank.â
âIt was the least I could do. I put her there in the first place.â
âYou were only telling what
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