Stalked - By Allison Brennan Page 0,9
him in for questioning. It took sixteen hours to break him, but he eventually led us to her body. Six days after he killed her.”
Lucy absorbed the information with both revulsion and interest. “And Weber wrote a book?”
“She focused on the sensational—the swinger parties, the history between Aaron and Pilar McMahon, the guests at the parties—and the worst was that, as far as I was concerned, she kept bringing it back to Rachel being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Which was just asinine considering she was in her own bedroom in the middle of the night.”
Tony pounded his fist once on the desk, then looked at his clenched fingers and slowly stretched them. “I refused to help her after reading her articles,” he said, “but the FBI assigned a liaison, who worked with her to get her facts straight.”
“Do you think her murder has to do with one of her books?”
“More likely, whatever she’s researching now.”
“You mean the Cinderella Strangler case.”
“Maybe. She might have been working on more than one. I’ll find out. What specifically did she ask you?”
“She thought the whole case was ‘sexy’—her word, not mine. Teenage prostitutes being suffocated at underground raves, all connecting back to an online chat room. She wanted to drag the Barnetts through the dirt again, and they’re just reclaiming their life.”
“Barnett?”
“A wealthy family in New York. They were the subject of the killer’s obsession, and Weber said it made a good story. It wasn’t a story; these were people’s lives. Four girls died horrible deaths because of that psychopath. I wasn’t about to help Weber with any of it.”
“I hear a but.”
“No buts, I would never have spoken to her.”
Tony looked at her pointedly. “But?”
“She asked me too many questions. I felt—she was digging around, trying to find out why I had been in New York, what my history was. And while much of my file is sealed, there’s enough that’s public.” She bit her lip.
“You were afraid she’d end up writing about you.”
Lucy took a deep breath and nodded. She had faced her past and survived, but exposing what had happened seven years ago to the public, in the media, would destroy the life she’d built.
“There are laws to protect you from that kind of disclosure.”
“I told her to go to Hell and hung up.”
Tony almost smiled, then grew serious. “Suzanne asked if I could come up to New York for a day or two, since I’m familiar with Weber’s work. While I’m there, I’ll dig around her files, see what I find. I don’t think she had anything on your past, because Suzanne would have told you. But I’ll make sure.”
“I appreciate that.”
Tony opened his bottom drawer, rummaged through some folders, and pulled one out. “Read this. It’s the McMahon case, the one Weber wrote about in her first book. It’ll give you all the background and information you need. It’s my personal file, so it’s not complete, but it includes my notes.”
“Those are probably enlightening.”
“I should have been more careful about what I wrote down. Notes can become part of the official record.”
She took the file.
Tony leaned back and looked over her head, contemplative. “I always wondered what happened to the boy, Peter McMahon. Rachel’s brother.”
“You don’t know?”
“The case was fifteen years ago. He’s twenty-four now, a grown man. I know he went to live with his grandmother in Florida shortly after the murder. He was a brave kid, telling me what his parents were really doing at the party. Turned the case wide open.”
“Maybe I can track him down for you.”
“If it’s not too much trouble. Find out where he’s living, what he’s doing with his life. Make sure he’s okay.”
“Do you think he could be responsible for Rosemary Weber’s murder?”
“No,” Tony said, too quickly. He backtracked a bit. “I doubt it. The book about his sister came out ten years ago. Why now?”
“Because he was fourteen when the book came out and couldn’t do anything about it?”
“There had to be another reason,” Tony said. “But maybe if you find him, we’ll have the answers.”
Lucy wondered why Tony didn’t use FBI resources to track down Peter McMahon, but before she could ask he said, “You should read Weber’s books. Start with the book about the McMahon investigation and go from there. According to the FBI Media Office, they were vetted for accuracy.
“Now,” he continued, “you came down here because you wanted to talk to me about something.”
She’d almost forgotten about Laughlin. “It’s not important.”
Tony didn’t