Chapter Twenty-Six
“Are you sure?” I said.
“I’m positive.” Melanie looked like she’d seen a ghost.
I realized then I’d never met Tom Garvey. He hadn’t shown up in court for the protective order hearing. I had no reason to recognize him.
“If the cops are still looking for Knudsen, they must not know he’s dead,” I said.
“But if he assumed another name, wouldn’t they find out?” Melanie asked.
“I don’t know,” I said. “If all his identification were in the name Tom Garvey, and Bruce identified him, why would they question it?”
“What about relatives? Wouldn’t they need to notify someone?”
“Duvall said he had no next of kin.”
Melanie shook her head. “I don’t believe this.”
“I better let Derry know,” I said, digging for my cell.
I called Derry, Ray, and Reed Duvall. No one answered, so
