THE SMELL OF BURNED FLESH hit us before we crossed the threshold into the smoking ruins of the Meacham house in Cow Hollow. It had once been an architectural masterpiece. Now it was a crypt.
Arson1 investigator2 Chuck Hanni stepped out of the shadows to greet us. He looked uncharacteristically tired and grim.
“My second job tonight,” he explained.
“The first one was like this?” Conklin asked.
“Nope. Meth lab explosion,” Hanni said. “Victim was blown out of the house and into the back of her pickup3 truck.” He shook his head. “Now this is exactly like the Malone fire.”
We followed Hanni into what was once the Meachams’ living room. I imagined the space as it once was - the cathedral ceiling, the massive fireplace, and the mirror above the mantel. Now it was all smoke-blackened gilt4 and carbon-streaked marble. The bodies were lying close together in three inches of black water, flat on their stomachs, hands curled in a pugilistic attitude, the result of tendons tightening5 as their bodies burned.
“If there were ligatures on the victims, they’ve burned up,” Hanni said, hunching6 down beside the bodies. “No point in dusting for prints. Maybe tomorrow, in the light of day. . . . Anyway,” Hanni went on, “I found this on the kitchen counter.” He handed a book to Conklin. I read the title: A History of Yachting. “Got a signature in there for you, Rich. It’s in Latin.”
Conklin cracked open the book to the title page and read out loud. “Radix omnium malorum est cupiditas.”
“What’s it mean?” Hanni asked him.
Conklin tried to hunch7 it out, saying, “Something, something, bad is love? I don’t know. What the hell. My tenthgrade Latin is exhausted8.”
“Aren’t we all?” Claire said, stepping into the room, a crew of two assistants trailing behind her. “What have we got here?”
She walked to the bodies, rolled the smaller of the two, and a rush of air came from the victim’s mouth. Paaahhhhhh.
“Look here,” Claire said to Chuck, showing him a liquor bottle that had been partially9 hidden by the victim’s body.
Hanni picked it up with a gloved hand.
“Maybe we’ll get some prints after all,” he said.
Conklin and I left Claire and Hanni with the bodies of the victims and went outside. The first officer pointed10 out an attractive woman standing11 at the front of the now-thinning crowd at the edge of the lawn.
“That’s the woman who called it in. Her name is Debra Kurtz,” the cop told me. “She lives directly across the street.”
Kurtz was in her late forties, five four or so, a tad too thin, maybe anorectic, wearing black spandex running gear. Mascaraed tear tracks marked her cheeks. I introduced myself and Conklin, asked Kurtz if she’d known the deceased.
“Steve and Sandy Meacham were my closest friends,” she said. “I called 911 when I saw the fire. God, oh, God, it was already too late.”
“Mind coming down to the station with us?” I asked. “We need to know everything we can about your friends.”
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