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intoxicating brew—but that was eleven days ago.

The media had not yet learned about the suitcase with my initials found at the scene or the case’s links to Cousin Patricia and the Hut of Horrors. That is good, in my view. That makes my investigation somewhat easier to navigate now.

Kabir carefully lays the file folders out on Grandmama’s old table. The key to hiring a top assistant and working cooperatively is having a shared vision. Kabir understands that I am visual and that I like facts and evidence displayed in organized patterns. The folders are all the same size (legal, nine inches by fourteen) and the same color (bright yellow). His neat handwriting is on the tab of each.

“The Jane Street Six,” Kabir says.

The six folders are in a neat row. I read the names in the tab from left to right: Lake Davies, Edie Parker, Billy Rowan, Ry Strauss, Arlo Sugarman, Lionel Underwood. Alphabetical order. To answer your question, I am not OCD, but much like the Kinsey Scale, I believe that we are all more on a spectrum than we care to admit.

“Okay if I start?” Kabir asks.

“Please.”

“We know the fate of Ry Strauss and Lake Davies,” he says, sweeping the two files away, leaving only four. “So let me update you on the others.”

I wait.

“Beginning with Edie Parker. Her mother is still alive. She lives in Basking Ridge, New Jersey. She claims to have not seen or heard from her daughter since that night. She has also refused to talk to the media, but she will talk to you.”

“Why me?”

“Because I told her it was your painting found with Ry Strauss. I may have also hinted that you know more about the Jane Street Six’s whereabouts than reported.”

“Tsk, tsk, Kabir.”

“Yeah, you’re a bad influence on me, Boss. Let’s move now to Billy Rowan, okay?”

I nod.

“It seems that Billy and Edie were getting pretty serious, more so than people realized. Billy Rowan’s father is still alive, the mother died twelve years ago. But here’s the kicker: Ten years ago, Rowan’s father retired and moved from Holyoke, Massachusetts, to an assisted living facility in Bernardsville, New Jersey.”

I consider that. “Bernardsville is right next to Basking Ridge.”

“Yes.”

“So Mrs. Parker and Mr. Rowan now live within miles of one another.”

“One point two miles, to be exact.”

“That can’t be a coincidence,” I say.

“I don’t think it is either,” Kabir says. “Think they’re doing the nasty?”

“The nasty?”

“The nasty, the ugly, knocking boots, boning, playing hide—”

“Yes,” I say, “thank you for the thesaurus-like clarification.”

“Of course, they both gotta be near nineties.” Kabir makes a face as though he’s gotten a whiff of Eurotrash cologne. He quickly shakes it off. “Anyway, I couldn’t get William Rowan—that’s his name—on the phone, but Mrs. Parker said that both she and Rowan’s father would meet you at his assisted living facility tomorrow at one p.m., if you’re up for it.”

“I’m up for it. Anything else?”

“On Parker and Rowan? No.”

He lifts the Parker and Rowan folders and places them in the same stack as the Strauss and Davies ones. That leaves only two.

“And if I can go out of order, I have nothing new on Lionel Underwood either.”

He adds Underwood’s folder to the pile. That leaves only one folder.

Arlo Sugarman.

I glance at Kabir. He is smiling.

“Paydirt,” Kabir says.

“Go on.”

“As you know, for years there has been zero sign of Arlo Sugarman—nothing since that FBI raid that killed an agent. But of course, you got new information from Lake Davies.”

“That he was in Tulsa,” I say.

“Exactly. More to the point, Lake told you that Arlo Sugarman was posing as a student at Oral Roberts University. You didn’t tell PT about that, did you?”

I shake my head.

“Right, based on when Lake was still on the run, I figured that she and Ry would have had to have crossed paths with Arlo sometime between 1973 and 1975. To be on the safe side, I spread that timeline out until 1977 on the off chance that Arlo disguised himself as a freshman and stayed there for four years.”

“And?”

“And then I started digging. Oral Roberts University has a pretty impressive alumni page. I started there.” He tilts his head. “Did you know that Kathie Lee Gifford graduated from Oral Roberts?”

I say nothing.

“Anyway, I used a photoshop app to change photographs of Arlo Sugarman. In all the famous ones, he has long hair and a huge beard—kinda like me when you think about it, right?”

“As rain.”

“Come to think of it, that would have been a good disguise.”

“What would have been?”

“A turban. Except you guys are terrible at tying them. Anyway, using the software, I made Arlo look clean-shaven with short hair. I mean, Oral Roberts University. It isn’t exactly a spot for campus radicals, right? Then I tried some alumni contacts from that era. Class officers. People like that. The groups are pretty active on Facebook. I got a fair amount of responses. Most were useless, but two people thought the image looked like a guy named Ralph.”

“Ralph what?”

“That’s the thing. They didn’t know. It was all very vague, which, I thought, was what you’d want if you were kind of hiding out. Still, I had a first name. I had the years he may have been on campus. So my next step was, I had to get hold of the yearbooks from those years.”

“Did you?”

“Yes.”

“How?”

“E-Yearbook. It’s a website. They have full scans of every page from tons of yearbooks. High schools and colleges. You can see them online if you pay a fee. If you pay a slightly higher fee, they’ll send you a scan of your entire yearbook.”

Kabir is trying my patience. “So you looked through them for the name Ralph?”

“Right, looked through the headshots. There were several Ralphs, but none that looked like Arlo Sugarman.”

“He was probably smart enough to skip picture day.”

“Probably, yeah. Am I taking too long telling you this?”

“I think it would be best to pick up the pace.”

“Okay, cutting to the chase: This may sound a little complicated, but

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