was like he’d won the lottery or something.”
“She seem okay?” asked Kelly.
“She didn’t seem not okay.”
“Be more specific,” prompted Jamison.
“Well, she seemed happy, actually. Maybe the sex was good, I don’t know.”
Jamison said, “You must have other women come in here with men, to . . . have a good time.”
“Look, I don’t know what you mean,” blustered Ernie.
“We’re not looking to bust you over this,” said Jamison. “I just want to know was Mindy different from the other ladies?”
Decker glanced at her and then stared at Ernie, awaiting his answer.
“Different how?”
“I think you know how,” said Jamison.
Ernie let out a long breath. “Look, the other gals come down still counting their money, if they do take cash. Some insist on Venmo because it’s safer. But it’s all business with them. It’s not like they enjoy getting strangers off over and over.”
“Very perceptive of you. And Mindy?”
“Well, she . . . she didn’t seem that way. Never saw her with any money, in fact. And she wasn’t like the other gals. Over half of them are strung out all the time. To my eye, I doubt the lady ever popped a pill or even smoked a joint.”
“Well, you’re the expert on that, Ernie,” noted Kelly.
“Would you recognize this guy again if you saw him?” asked Jamison.
“Doubtful. They all look the same to me. And I see enough of them.”
Kelly eyed the stairs. “Take us to the room they were using.”
“Okay, but there have been other people in there since then.”
Ernie grabbed a key from a box on the front desk and led them up a flight of steps to the top floor and then down the hall. He unlocked the door and motioned them in. “Have at it.”
He left them there and scurried back down the stairs like a rat abandoning a ship.
Decker wasn’t even sure the man would still be there when they came back down.
“THIS IS BEYOND DISGUSTING,” observed Jamison. “Do they even clean these rooms?”
The carpet was tattered and stained. The small bed was unmade. The smell in the air was fuggy and foul. The paint on the walls was chipped and peeling. The few bits of other furniture looked decades old and badly in need of repair. There was a single bare light bulb clinging to the ceiling like a barnacle on a ship’s hull.
Jamison’s gaze dropped to the floor, where sat an opened plastic condom package.
“Okay, I’m getting a tetanus booster as soon as we get out of here.”
Decker was walking around the room taking everything in. His observations were being placed on mental slides and uploaded to the cloud that constituted his largely infallible memory. “We’ll at least need to check all the prints here and try to do an elimination run.”
Kelly said, “Well, from what Ernie told us, it seems like Cramer and the young buck had sex that night.”
“Yeah, it does,” said Jamison. “And maybe the guy was so happy because she didn’t charge him for it.”
“And Ernie said Cramer was happy, too. I wonder why?”
Decker said, “We have to retrace her steps, every minute of every day. Now, Simms told us that Cramer was planning to go on a trip.” He eyed Kelly. “It’s early September, so I assume school has just started. Unless the Brothers have a different schedule.”
“No, they pretty much follow a traditional schedule when it comes to that.”
“Is she the only teacher there?”
“Except for the woman who lives out there and is a member of the Brothers’ Colony. Cramer taught the subjects the state requires under compulsory education, English, Social Studies, math, that sort of thing.”
“So what were they going to do while she was gone?” asked Jamison.
“Probably just have the kids taught by the other teacher. The Brothers only go to school until they’re fifteen. A week isn’t going to matter much one way or another.”
Decker said, “Let’s go talk to the Brothers, then.”
“We’ll have to make an appointment.”
Decker frowned. “Why, are they that busy?”
“It’s just common courtesy.”
“Fine. Then call them and tell them we’re on the way.”
“Decker, they might not like us barging in like that.”
Decker stared down at Kelly. “I doubt Irene Cramer ‘liked’ being butchered. So I’ll take finding her killer as fast as possible over somebody else’s possible hurt feelings over a visit.” He eyed the local cop severely. “This is a murder investigation, Kelly. Nothing takes precedence over that, at least in my book. If you think differently, we might have a problem working together.”
Kelly shot Jamison a glance and then