Faye Kellerman [Decker and Lazarus 18] Blindmans Bluff (pdf)

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will be able to get in.
What are you doing to the house? Oliver asked Decker.
Updating the alarm, adding a couple extra horns, video cameras, motion sensors, rekeying the
locks, checking the window locks& basic stuff that couldn t stop a professional, but it might give
pause to an amateur. Decker flipped through his notes. Oh yeah& this may be important. When I
mentioned the name Rondo Martin, Brand appeared as if he didn t have a clue who he was.
He could have been lying, Oliver said.
In my opin Decker smiled. IMHO, Brand wasn t faking.
Marge said, That doesn t say anything about Martin s involvement. Maybe Martin s involvement
wasn t common knowledge in contrast to Joe Pine or Jos� Pinon.
Exactly. Brand admitted knowing Pinon and said Pinon was a former Bodega 12th member who
apparently went through rehabilitation at a place called Go-carts. I had Wang look up community
centers for gangbangers and there s a government and privately funded community service group
called GOCOTS.
Get Our Children Off the Streets, Marge said. When I was looking for Jervis Wenderhole on the
Bennett Little case, I came across the name.
Guy Kaffey was on the board of directors. I had Wang go down the list of personal bodyguards as
well as company security guards. Guy hired quite a few ex-Bodega 12th members.
Oliver said, He might as well have given Pinon a gun. Oh, wait. He did give Pinon a gun.
Decker said, Brand told me that Pinon was not only involved but that El Patrón was pissed because
Pinon had fucked up by not finishing off Gil Kaffey.
So what do we think about Gil Kaffey? Oliver asked. Suspect or victim?
My first thought was victim. But then he went missing and I was shot at. That could have been a
setup on Grant s part. Or on Gil s part. Or on Resseur s part. Or none of the above. Decker blew out
air. When we find Gil and Resseur, hopefully we get some answers.
I just thought of something, Marge said. Brand told you that El Patrón deals drugs.
Gotta deal drugs if you re El Patrón, Oliver said.
Yeah, it does sound like a lie, but hear me out. Rondo Martin policed an agricultural community. I
bet there are some sneaky-ass farmers who might plant some& marginal crops.
Decker thought about it. Martin developed contacts with marijuana growers and took the business
to L.A.?
Just a thought.
Did you get any indication that illegal stuff was being grown in Ponceville? Decker asked.
No, but we re not going to get that kind of information from talking to the sheriff. Maybe Willy
Brubeck s father would know about things like that.
More likely someone in the ciudads knows about those kinds of things, Oliver said.
We re off to Ponceville tomorrow at ten, Decker told them. I ll not only inquire about Rondo Martin
the shooter, I ll also ask questions about Rondo Martin the dealer.
Be careful, Pete, Marge told him. A dealer who s good with a gun is a formidable enemy.
RINA REGARDED THE video camera set under the roof of the porch and aimed at the door. It s
beginning to look like a fortress.
Decker was up on a ladder, adding a few finishing screws. You can t even see it from the street.
So how does it act as a deterrent if you can t see it?
The point of the camera is to give you a bird s-eye view of what s going on out there.
So I can see my neighbor s niece drive away?
The Saturn turned out to be harmless, but it was a wake-up call to update our security. Why are
you giving me a hard time when all I want to do is protect my family?
You re right.
Decker stopped hammering. What did you say?
Rina smiled. You heard me. She regarded the sunset a stunning display of golds and violets. The
day had been hot, but the evening was balmy. She had changed into a short-sleeved white blouse
and a denim skirt. Her black hair was covered by a colorful silk scarf that hung down her back. Can
I help out to speed things along?
He readjusted the arm on the camera. No, thanks. I m good& almost done.
Hannah walked out. She had put on her pajamas and wore fuzzy slippers. When are we eating?
As soon as your father s done.
In about fifteen minutes, Decker said.
She huffed and stormed back into the house.
We re hungry, Rina said.
I want to do this right. Why don t you set up the table and by that time, I ll be done.
I ve already set up the table.
Then drink a glass of wine or something.
The wine will mellow me out, but it will do nothing for our progeny.
Give her a snack.
She doesn t like to eat snacks right before dinner.
Decker looked down at his wife. Just start without me. I m a fast eater anyway. Besides, the less
time I spend with her, the better she likes me.
She loves you.
So you keep saying. Cindy was always nice to me.
Cindy didn t live with you.
Silence. Decker hammered away for a few more minutes, then climbed down the ladder. Done. As
the two of them walked into the house, he said, I m going to shower first. Start eating and I ll be
there in a little bit.
It seemed like a good idea. Hannah was already at the table, eyeing the chicken in predator/prey
fashion. Rina poured herself a half glass of Herzog petite sirah. You can start.
Finally. She grabbed the two drumsticks, then heaped her plate with a mound of broccoli and a
half-baked potato. Why is he so paranoid all of a sudden? It s not like he suddenly joined the police
squad.
The case involves members of the Bodega 12th Street gang. One of them is in jail and I identified
him. Your father s a little nervous.
But you didn t put that guy in jail.
I don t even think he knows I exist, but your father is just being cautious.
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