LEE CHILD. KILLING FLOOR

He shrugged. Started reading it through again. I watched him study it. Then there was a loud knock on the office door and Baker came in.

`Teale’s on his way out of the building,’ he said. `Talking to Stevenson in the parking lot. You guys need anything?’

Finlay handed him the torn printout.

`Get me a xerox of this, will you?’ he said. Baker stepped out to do it and Finlay drummed

his fingers on the desk.

`Who are all those initials?’ he said.

`We only know the dead ones,’ I said. `Hubble and Molly Beth. Two are college numbers. Princeton and Columbia. Last one is a detective down in New Orleans.’

`What about Stoller’s garage?’ he said. `You get a look at that?’

`Nothing,’ I said. `Just a couple of empty air conditioner cartons from last year when he was hauling them to Florida and stealing them.’

Finlay grunted and Baker came back in. Handed me Joe’s paper with a copy of it. I kept the original and gave the copy to Finlay.

`Teale’s gone,’ Baker said.

We hustled out of the office. Caught a glimpse of the white Cadillac easing out of the lot. Pushed open the file room door.

Margrave was a tiny town in the middle of nowhere but Gray had spent twenty-five years filling that file room with paper. There was more paper in there than I’d seen in a long time. All four walls had floor-to-ceiling cabinets with doors in crisp white enamel. We pulled open all the doors. Each cabinet was full of rows of files. There must have been a thousand letter-size boxes in there. Fibreboard boxes, labels on the spines, little plastic loops under the labels so you could pull the boxes out when you needed them. Left of the door, top shelf, was the A section. Right of the door, low down, the last Z. The K section was on the wall facing the door, left of centre, eye level.

We found a box labelled `Kliner’. Right between three boxes labelled `Klan’ and one labelled ‘Klipspringer v State of Georgia’. I put my finger in the little loop. Pulled the box out. It was heavy. I handed it to Finlay. We ran back to the rosewood office. Laid the box on the rosewood desk. Opened it up. It was full of old yellowing paper.

But it was the wrong paper. It had nothing to do with Kliner. Nothing at all. It was a three-inch pile of ancient police department memos. Operational stuff. Stuff that should have been junked decades ago. A slice of history. Procedures to be followed if the Soviet Union aimed a missile at Atlanta. Procedures to be followed if a black man wanted to ride in the front of the bus. A mass of stuff. But none of the headings began with the letter K. Not one word concerned Kliner. I gazed at the threeinch pile and felt the pressure build up.

`Somebody beat us to it,’ Roscoe said. `They took out the Kliner stuff and substituted this junk instead.’

Finlay nodded. But I shook my head.

`No,’ I said. `Doesn’t make any sense. They’d have pulled the whole box and just thrown it in the trash. Gray did this himself. He needed to hide the stuff, but he couldn’t bring himself to spoil his sequence in the file room. So he took the contents out of the box and put in this old stuff instead. Kept everything neat and tidy. You said he was a meticulous guy, right?’

Roscoe shrugged.

`Gray hid it?’ she said. `He could have done. He hid his gun in my desk. He didn’t mind hiding things.’

I looked at her. Something she had said was ringing a warning bell.

`When did he give you the gun?’ I asked her. `After Christmas,’ she said. `Not long before he died.’

`There’s something wrong with that,’ I said. `The guy was a detective with twenty-five years in the job, right? A good detective. A senior, respected guy. Why would a guy like that feel his choice of off-duty weapon should have to be a secret? That wasn’t his problem. He gave you the box because it held something needed hiding.’

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