Chapter 21
The two men listened to the messages, and bless them, they’d brought him a sandwich.
“Do you know Captain Conners?” Wyckoff asked, looking at the Anchorage police chief.
He nodded. Sighed.
Paul swallowed his food, and then told them about his encounter with Conners at the bar. “He realized that Anderson was doing something incredibly stupid in ignoring Mary Ayek,” he said slowly. “That bothered him. Missing women? Not so much. And none of it was enough to tell me then what he knew.”
Chief Newsome grimaced. “And that about sums him up,” he agreed. “Politically savvy, but shady. But for that very reason he is likely to know who’s connected to whom. Does he have proof, though? Because I could sit down and sketch out a web based on gossip and personalities. Proof? No.”
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