That Thursday afternoon after delightful sex
with Jake at the old cabin Jolene says, “Jake, I have some good news for us. As
soon as I got Carson’s death certificate I sent a copy to the life insurance
company. They called me yesterday asking if I want a check mailed or have the
$800,000 deposited in my bank account. I nearly fainted when I saw the amount.
I’ve never had to deal with more money than my paychecks from the salon. I
don’t think it’s good if locals know I’m getting this money. Every Tom, Dick
and Harry would be hounding me for a handout or thinking I killed Carson for
his money. I am also suspicious of what Paul Waters might be up to. I ran into
him in the parking lot of the IGA after I got the call about the life insurance
money. He told me the probate court’s handling of Carson’s estate will likely
take several months. The reasons he gave sound phony to me. He seemed puzzled
by my not reacting to his comments. Then he asked if my income from the salon
will tide me over until I get access to Carson’s money. I can’t believe he’s
concerned about me getting by. From the gossip I hear in the salon he doesn’t
care about anyone but himself. I decided not to tell him about the life
insurance money. I have a cousin I trust who works in a big bank in Bay City. I
called him after learning about the $800,000 and asked for his advice. I’m
going to do what he suggested. I’ll send him the check. He’ll send $50,000 to
my checking account to cover Carson’s funeral and my expenses until probate is
complete. He’ll invest the rest for me. He said he will invest it to be low
risk and give me income from dividends. Some of the dividend money will be sent
electronically to my local bank account every month. None of the locals,
especially Paul Waters needs to know we’ll have an income besides my earnings
and your pension. We’ll have more after probate completes and we can add
Carson’s money to the investments. We’ll never have to worry about money.”
“That sounds smart to me, Jolene. I can’t
imagine what Waters might be up to, but no one trusts him so you did right.”
“I hope that bumbling sheriff catches Carson’s
killer soon. Then you can move into the beach house with me. I don’t care what
people will say about it being too soon after Carson’s death. Now, are you ‘up’
for another go?”
By Friday morning Sheriff Ericsson’s baffled. He
had the two local activists recognized by the deputies brought in for questioning
on Tuesday after failing to get Violet to say anything. It took a detailed
follow-up but both of the locals had solid alibis. They left the other
activists immediately after the meeting and went to the Corner Bar together.
They stayed there until closing and went home. The bartender remembered them
and exactly what time they came in. He was watching hockey on the big TV and
the Detroit Red Wings had just scored the tying goal in the third period
against the Chicago Black Hawks.
The sheriff had deputies carefully time going
from the library to the bar and from the library to the harbor and back to the
bar. There wasn’t enough time between when the deputies last saw the two
activists outside the library and when they entered the Corner Bar for them to
have followed Carson to the harbor, killed him and returned to the bar.
The sheriff tried to get the two locals to name
the other dozen activists protesting at the Saturday night meeting. They
claimed they didn’t know any names. They said Violet called the others by
numbers so no names would be known. The sheriff didn’t believe their story but
they stuck to it even after two nights in jail. He gives up on Friday morning
and lets Violet and the two locals out of jail. He cautions Violet she is still
his prime suspect and she isn’t to leave the village.
Knowing the sheriff is baffled and frustrated
Sue brings him a second cup of coffee and tries to calm him. She says,
“Sheriff, you’ve done everything that can be done. If you’re at a dead end with
Violet let her think she’s won for a while. Investigate other suspects. After
Violet’s come to think she’s no longer under suspicion bring her in again and
ask her for help. Knowing Violet, she won’t be able to stop herself from
telling you what she knows, if she knows anything.”
“As always, Sue, you know what I need to do.
That’s a great approach. I should have thought of it myself. I know Violet
always responds positively to situations that allow her to show she’s smarter
than others. She can’t resist the chance for even a little bit of glory. In the
meantime I’m going to put some pressure on Jolene. Like I told you before, I
think she’s capable of killing Carson to get his money. First, I need to do
some homework. Get me Paul Waters on the phone.”
When Sue tells the sheriff Waters is on he picks
up the phone and says, “Good morning, Paul. There’s something you can help me
with on the investigation into Carson Crenshaw’s murder. Were you Carson’s
lawyer?”
“Yes, I did legal work for Carson. How can I
help?”
“Do you know who gets Carson’s house and money?”
“Yes, his wife is his only heir. There’s no will
so it’ll have to go through probate, which will take some time, but she’ll get
it all eventually even though everything was in his name only.”
“Do you know if Carson had life insurance?”
“Not that I’m aware of. Jolene’s going to have
to live off her earnings cutting hair until probate is complete. She’ll be in a
bind trying to keep up with the lease payments and insurance on Carson’s cars,
slip fees and insurance on his boat, not to mention property taxes and
homeowners insurance. When you have money it costs money to keep up a high
lifestyle.”
“Thanks for the information, Paul. See you at
church on Sunday. Goodbye.”
“Did you learn anything useful from Paul Waters,
Sheriff?” inquires Sue when the sheriff hangs up.
“Yes, Jolene will get everything Carson had when
probate is complete. Carson’s money is her motive for killing Carson. I’ll
having her brought in on Monday for questioning.”
“I don’t know, Sheriff. I heard she treated
Carson lovingly after the Saturday night meeting. If she loved him it wouldn’t
make sense to kill him.”
“I told you before; I think she displayed
affection to throw off suspicion. She can’t throw me off with her act. I’m
going after her.”
At the Art Society’s drawing session the
following Monday evening Pam is getting ready to draw when she notices Jolene
is absent. Pam askes Erin why Jolene isn’t there. Erin answers, “Jolene
probably won’t be here tonight to model for us. She’s too upset after being
dragged in and questioned by the sheriff this morning. She says she went
straight home after the meeting but the sheriff doesn’t believe her. He told
her he believes she followed Carson to his boat, killed him and dumped his body
in the water before going home.”
Pam asks Erin, “Did Jolene tell the sheriff to
check her security system for the time she got home? In my years of detective
experience in Grand Rapids, I learned big expensive homes like Crenshaw’s have
fancy security systems that record the time the alarm is armed and disarmed.
Knowing the sheriff, he wouldn’t think to check, but Jolene can tell him.”
“The sheriff’s questioning upset her so much she
didn’t think of that, Pam. Rachael Villmere came in for a perm this afternoon
when we were discussing Jolene’s alibi. Rachael told me she noticed the
security system when she was designing Jolene’s new kitchen. The Villmere’s
have one like it at their beach house and it records the times like you said. Would
you please help prove Jolene’s innocent? I need her to be her old self with
customers so she doesn’t lose any customers. Violet’s back but she’s still so
crabby I’m afraid she’ll lose some of her customers.”
Pam looks at Erin for a few moments and finally
says, “For you and for Jolene I’ll check her alibi, Erin. Mary Jane Bloom
printed all the details from the deputies’ report in her article about Carson’s
murder. It tells exactly what time the meeting ended and people, including
Jolene, left the library. Tomorrow I’ll see how long it takes me to drive from
the library to Jolene’s home. Then I’ll see how long it takes if I go to the
harbor first. If Jolene went straight home as she says the first time will
match closely with the time from when the deputies reported people leaving and
when Jolene disarmed her house alarm that night. After we know the truth you or
Jolene can tell the sheriff to check the times. Jolene will know the time he
should get so he won’t be able to use a made-up time to try and trick her.”
“That’s a good plan, Pam. I appreciate you
getting involved for Jolene’s sake,” replies Erin.
“I guess I can’t resist doing a little detective
work now and then; especially when I can help good friends. Tomorrow, ask
Jolene to meet me at her house during her lunchtime. I’ll check the security
system to see what time Jolene disarmed it that Saturday night. Can we do some
drawing now? Erin, I believe it’s your turn to model. Sarah and the guys are
ready to draw,” says Pam.
The next morning after cooking breakfast on the
wood stove in the old Lafave kitchen Pam thinks through the steps she needs to
follow to get accurate measures of the driving times she’s planning to check.
At about 10:30 she leaves the farmhouse and drives to the library. She goes
into the library, starts her stopwatch, goes to her car and drives straight to
Jolene’s house. She gets out of her car beside Jolene’s garage, walks up to the
front door and stops the watch. She writes down to elapsed time in a small
notebook and goes back to the library.
She starts her stopwatch again as she leaves the
library. This time she drives to the harbor, parks, walks out on the dock to
the biggest fishing boat she sees. She stays there for about 20 seconds, then
goes back to her car and drives to Jolene’s house again. She writes down the
elapsed time in her notebook. She notes it took 11 minutes more to go to the
harbor than straight to Jolene’s house. She does a quick calculation on her
phone’s calculator app and says to herself, ‘Jolene would have had to drive
over 100 mph to go to the harbor first and then home to make it in the time it
takes to go straight to her home’.
Pam looks at her watch and sees it’s 11:40.
Jolene should be home to meet her in a half-hour. She decides to go sit on the
beach and enjoy watching the waves on Lake Huron as she waits for Jolene. She’s
lost in thinking about painting a lake scene when she hears Jolene’s voice
behind her.
“There you are, Pam. When I saw your empty car
in the driveway I guessed you’d be waiting for me on the beach.”
“Hi, Jolene, thanks for meeting me. I love the
pastoral views from my farmhouse, but living on the lake would be grand too. Do
you ever get tired of watching the water?”
“No, the colors are different every time you
look at it. It’s a dream for anyone who enjoys painting. Erin said you can tell
the exact time I got home the night of Carson’s murder from my security system.
Is that right?”
“If your system is the kind I suspect it is.
Let’s go see.”
“They return to the front of the house and
Jolene disarms the security system and turns to Pam, “What do you have to do to
tell when I got home?”
“Let me look at the control panel for your
security system. Yes, I’m familiar with this model. Watch now.”
Pam punches the code she watched Jolene enter to
disarm the system. A set of options come on the small screen. Besides the one
for arming the system there’s an option for history. Pam chooses the history
option. A series of dates and times come up along with a down arrow. She
chooses the down arrow and scrolls through the dates until she reaches the
Saturday of Carson’s murder. Pam writes down the time in her notebook. She
looks at the control panel again and chooses the code to return the display to
the arm screen. She asks Jolene, “Do you want to arm it again?”
“Yes, I’ve got to get back to the salon. I have
a customer due in 20 minutes. What did you learn, Pam?” She says as she punches
in the code to alarm the security system.
“Let me check my notes.” After looking at her
notebook and doing a quick mental calculation Pam says, “This proves you drove
straight home from the library that night, in fact you must have exceeded the
speed limit. You made it home in two minutes less than it took me to drive
straight here this morning. There is no way you had time to follow Carson to
the harbor before coming home. Now, we’ll get Erin to tell the sheriff how he
can prove you are innocent. If I tell him he’ll be upset. He thinks I enjoy
showing him up to be a hick sheriff. Did you see how to retrieve the arm/disarm
times?”
“Yes, I’ll show the sheriff if he comes to check
it. I can’t thank you enough, Pam. It’s a terrible experience being accused of
killing someone when you’re innocent but can’t make anyone believe you.”
“I’m sure it is, Jolene. Don’t worry any longer.
I’ll follow you and tell Erin what we’ve learned.”
“Thank you again, Pam, now I don’t to have to hire
a lawyer to get Sheriff Ericsson off my back.”
They get in their cars and drive to Erin’s salon
where Pam tells Erin she’s proved Jolene’s innocence. Pam asks Erin to tell the
sheriff what he needs to do to verify Jolene’s story.
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