"The Murderers" - читать интересную книгу автора (Griffin W.E.B)

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Detective Wallace J. Milham, a dapper thirty-five-year-old, who was five feet eleven inches tall, weighed 160 pounds, and adorned his upper lip with a carefully manicured pencil-line mustache, reached over the waist-high wooden barrier to the Homicide Unit’s office and tripped the lock of the door with his fingers.

He turned to the left and walked toward the office of Captain Henry C. Quaire, the Homicide commander. When he had come out of the First Philadelphia Building, Police Radio had been calling him. When he answered the call, the message had been to see Captain Quaire as soon as possible.

Quaire wasn’t in his office. But Lieutenant Louis Natali was, and when he saw Milham, waved at him to come in.

Milham regarded Natali, one of five lieutenants assigned to Homicide, as the one closest to Captain Quaire, and in effect, if not officially, his deputy. He liked him.

“I got the word the Captain wanted to see me,” Milham said as he pushed open the door.

“Where were you, Wally? We’ve been looking for you for an hour.”

“At the insurance bureau in the First Philadelphia Building,” Milham replied, then when he sensed Natali wanted more information, went on: “On the Grover job.”

A week before, Mrs. Katherine Grover had hysterically reported to Police Radio that there had been a terrible accident at her home in Mt. Airy. When a radio patrol car of the Fourteenth District had responded, Officer John Sarabello had found Mr. Arthur Grover, her husband, dead against the wall of their garage. Mrs. Grover told Officer Sarabello that her foot had slipped off the brake onto the accelerator, causing their Plymouth station wagon to jump forward.

Neither Officer Sarabello, his sergeant, or the Northwest Detective Division detective who further investigated the incident were completely satisfied with Mrs. Grover’s explanation of what had transpired, and the job was referred to the Homicide Unit. Detective Milham got the job, as he was next up on the wheel.

“I know she did it,” Detective Milham went on. “And she knows I know she did it. But she is one tough little cookie.”

“The insurance turn up anything?”

“Nothing here in the last eighteen months. They’re going to check Hartford for me.”

While it might be argued that the interest of the insurance industry in a homicide involving someone whose life they have insured may be more financial than moral-if it turned out, for example, that Mrs. Grover had feloniously taken the life of her husband, they would be relieved of paying her off as the beneficiary of his life insurance policy-the industry for whatever reasons cooperates wholeheartedly with police conducting a homicide investigation.

“You weren’t listening to the radio?”

Milham shook his head.

“You know a cop named Kellog?”

Milham nodded.

“They found him, this morning, in the kitchen of his house,” Natali said. “Somebody shot him, twice, in the back of his head.”

“Jesus Christ!”

“He’d probably been dead about six hours.”

“Who did it?”

“They had trouble finding his wife. She apparently didn’t live with him. So the neighbors say. They just found her a half an hour ago.”

“She works for the City,” Milham said. “The neighbors should have known that.”

“I think that’s where they finally got it, from the neighbors,” Natali said. “Where were you last night, Wally, from, say, midnight to six in the morning?”

“So that’s what this is all about.”

“Where were you, Wally?”

“He was an asshole, Lieutenant. I think he was also dirty. But I didn’t shoot the sonofabitch.”

“So tell me where you were last night from midnight on.”

“Jesus Christ, Lieutenant! I was home.”

“Were you alone?”

“No.”

“Was she with you?”

Milham looked at Natali for a moment before replying.

“Yeah, she was.”

“She wouldn’t make a very credible alibi, Wally.”

“I told you I didn’t do it.”

“I didn’t think you did,” Natali said.

“She was with me, I told you that.”

“You wouldn’t make a very credible witness either, Wally, under the circumstances.”

“So we’re both suspects? Is that what you’re telling me?”

“Of course you are,” Natali said. “Think about it, Wally.”

“So what are you telling me?”

“You’re going to have to give a formal statement. Joe D’Amata was up on the wheel for the job. I’ll do the interview. You know Mike Weisbach?”

“Sure.”

“He’ll sit in on it. Chief Lowenstein has assigned him to ‘observe’ the investigation. He’s upstairs with the Captain and Chief Coughlin. They ought to be here in a minute.”

“OK.”

“Unless you want to claim the Fifth.”

“If I do?”

“You know how it works, Wally.”

“I’m not claiming the Fifth. I didn’t do it.”

“I don’t think you did, either.”

“What’s with Weisbach?”

“I guess they want to make sure we do our job. I don’t like that any more than you like being interviewed. You want a little advice?”

“Sure.”

“Go through the motions. Don’t lose your temper in there. And then go back to work and forget about it.”

Milham met Natali’s eyes.

“I start midnights tonight,” he said absently.

“I don’t think that anybody thinks you had anything to do with it. We’re just doing this strictly by the book.”

“A staff inspector ‘observing’ is by the book?”

STATEMENT OF: Detective Wallace J. Milham Badge 626

DATE AND TIME: 1105 AM May 19, 1975

PLACE: Homicide Unit, Police Admin. Bldg. Room A.

CONCERNING: Death by Shooting of Police Officer Jerome H. Kellog

IN PRESENCE OF:

Det. Joseph P. D’Amata, Badge 769

Staff Inspector Michael Weisbach

INTERROGATED BY: Lieutenant Louis Natali Badge 233

RECORDED BY: Mrs. Jo-Ellen Garcia-Romez, Clerk/Typist

I AM Lieutenant Natali and this is Inspector Weisbach, Detective D’Amata and Mrs. Garcia-Romez, who will be recording everything we say on the typewriter.

We are questioning you concerning your involvement in the fatal shooting of Police Officer Jerome H. Kellog.

We have a duty to explain to you and to warn you that you have the following legal rights:

A. You have the right to remain silent and do not have to say anything at all.

B. Anything you say can and will be used against you in Court.

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C. You have a right to talk to a lawyer of your own choice before we ask you any questions, and also to have a lawyer here with you while we ask questions.

D. If you cannot afford to hire a lawyer, and you want one, we will see that you have a lawyer provided to you, free of charge, before we ask you any questions.

E. If you are willing to give us a statement, you have a right to stop anytime you wish.

1. Q. Do you understand that you have a right to keep quiet and do not have to say anything at all?

A. Yes, of course.

2. Q. Do you understand that anything you say can and will be used against you?

A. Yes.