Chapter 5

Teague arrived to find Slater seated in a booth well away from the front window. He slid in across from the detective, ordering coffee when the waitress arrived.

“When I said this is just between you and me,” Slater said, “I meant it. There are two reasons I’m willing to talk to you about this. One, it isa cold case, not an ongoing one. Secondly, is the fact that I know you were right when you said you could do things that I, as an officer of the law, can’t.” He smiled dryly. “I’m a realist if nothing else. Not that the information I’m going to give you will be of much use I’m afraid. But I’ll also put you in contact with the detective handling the killing in Faircrest. I’ll warn you, he’s a hardnosed SOB who will probably tell you to get lost, but it’s the best I can do for you.”

“Thanks. If he does, then he does. That’s the name of the game as they say. So, what do you have for me?”