By the time we made it to the door, Brad Dowd had his dinner unwrapped andwas saying, “This hits the spot, Bill.”
As we climbed down to the strip mall’s first level, Milosaid, “That sandwich smelled good.”
We parked near the far west end of the airport. The coffee from Café DiGiorgiowas dark and strong. Milo pushed the seat backas far as it would go and got to work on his meatball and pepper sandwich.
After four ferocious1 bites, he stopped to breathe. “Looks like ol’ Bradleywatches out for his sibs.”
“Looks like they both bear watching.”
“What’s your diagnosis2 on Billy?”
“The best word’s probably ‘simple.’”
“And Nora’s a spacey doper.”
“You’re ready to take the state boards,” I said.
He scanned blue sky. No sleek3 white jets to feed his fantasies. He fishedout Brad Dowd’s yellow business card and handed it over.
Crisp, substantial paper. Bradley Dowd’s name embossed in chocolate italics,above a phone number with an 825 prefix4.
“Gentleman’s calling card,” I said. “You don’t see that too often.”
“Once a rich kid, always a rich kid. I’ll call him tonight, find out what hedidn’t want to talk about in front of his brother.”
I got home at six, cleared a tapeful of junk messages, listened to one fromRobin that had come in ten minutes ago.
“I could tell you this is about shared grief for our late pooch but it’sreally…a booty call. I guess. Hopefully, you’re the only one listening to this.Please erase5 it. Bye.”
I called her back. “I erased6 it.”
“I’m lonely,” she said.
“Me, too.”
“Should we do something about it?”
“I think so.”
“That’s not exactly rabid desire, but I’ll take what I can get.”
I was at her house in Veniceby seven. We spent the next hour in bed, the rest of the evening reading thepaper and watching the last third of Humoresque on The Movie Channel.
When the film was over, she got up without a word and left for her studio.
I tried to sleep, didn’t have much success until she returned to bed. I wasup just after seven when western light streaming through her curtains couldn’tbe denied.
She stood naked, by the window, holding a cup of tea. She’d always been acoffee drinker.
I croaked7 something that approximated “Morning.”
“You dreamed a lot.”
“I was noisy?”
“Active. I’ll get you some coffee.”
“Come back to bed, I’ll get it.”
“No, relax.” She padded out and returned with a mug, stood by the bed.
I drank and cleared my throat. “Thanks. You’re into tea, now?”
“Sometimes.”
“How long have you been awake?”
“Couple of hours.”
“My activity?”
“No, I’ve turned into an early riser.”
“Cows to milk, eggs to collect.”
She smiled, put on a robe, sat on the bed.
I said, “Come back in.”
“No, once I’m up, I’m up.” She forced a smile. I could smell the effort.
“Want me to leave?”
“Of course not,” she said too quickly. “Stay as long as you like. I don’thave much for breakfast.”
“Not hungry,” I said. “You’ve got work to do.”
“Eventually.”
She kissed my forehead, got up, and moved to her closet and began gettingdressed. I went to shower. By the time I was out and dried and dressed, herband saw was humming.
I had breakfast at John O’Groats on Pico, going out of my way because I wasin the mood for Irish oatmeal, and the company of strangers seemed like a goodidea. I sat at the counter and read the paper. Nothing on Michaela. No reasonfor there to be.
Back home, I did some paperwork and thought about Nora Dowd’s flat responsesto Milo’s questions.
Not bothering to fake sympathy or interest in Michaela’s murder. The samefor Tori Giacomo’s disappearance8.
But Dylan Meserve’s name had pulled out some emotion and Brother Brad didn’twant to talk about Dylan in front of the most vulnerable Dowd sib.
I got on the computer. Nora’s name pulled up a single citation9: inclusion ina list of acting10 workshops listed by city that appeared on a site calledStarHopefuls.com.
I printed the list, called all the West Coast programs, fabricated acasting-director cover story and asked if Tori Giacomo had ever been a student.Mostly, I got confusion. A few times, I got hang-ups, meaning I could use someacting lessons myself.
By noon, I had nothing. Better to stick with what I was getting paid to do.
I finished the report on Dr. Patrick Hauser and took a run down to thenearest mailbox. I was back at my desk, clearing paper, when Milorang the doorbell.
“I called first,” he said.
“Out jogging.”
“I envy your knees.”
“Believe me, don’t. What’s up?”
“Michaela’s landlord promises to be there tomorrow morning, I got subpoenasfor her phone records but my contact at the phone company says I’m wasting mytime. Account was shut off for nonpayment weeks before she died. If she had acell account, I can’t find it. On the positive side, God bless the angels atthe coroner’s.” He stomped11 in. “Your knees really hurt?”
“Sometimes.”
“If you weren’t my buddy12, I’d gloat.”
I followed him into the kitchen. Instead of raiding the fridge he sat downand loosened his tie.
“Michaela’s autopsy13 was prioritized?” I said.
“Nope, more interesting. My buddies14 at the crypt looked through the Doefiles, found some possibles and traced one of ’em to a bone analyst15 doingresearch on identification. Forensic16 anthropologist17 on a grant, what she doesis collect samples from various cases and try to classify them ethnically18. Inher trove19 was an intact skull20 with most of the teeth still embedded21. Young,Caucasian female homicide victim found nineteen months ago, the rest of thebody was incinerated six months after discovery. Their forensic odontologistsaid the dentition was distinctive22. Lots of cosmetic23 bridgework, unusual forsomeone that young.”
“Someone trying to look their best. Like an aspiring24 actress.”
“I got the name of Tori Giacomo’s dentist in Bayside and thanks to the magicof digital photography and e-mail, we had a positive I.D. within the hour.”
“How’s her dad taking it?”
“Don’t know,” he said. “I had no way to reach him here in L.A., so I called his wife. Contrary to whatGiacomo told us, she comes across like a sensible, stable lady. Has beenexpecting the worst for a while.” He slumped25. “Prince that I am, I didn’tdisappoint her.”
He got up, filled a glass with water from the tap. “Got any lemon?”
I sliced one, dropped a wedge into his glass.
“Rick says I should keep my kidneys hydrated but plain water tastes likeplain water…anyway, Tori is no longer Jane Doe 342-003. Wish I had the rest ofthe body but she was listed as an unsolved Hollywoodhomicide and the D’s report spelled things out pretty clearly.”
He drank some more, put the glass in the sink.
“She was found four months after she disappeared, dumped in some brush onthe L.A. side of Griffith Park.All that was left were scattered26 bones. Coroner thought he spotted27 damage tosome of the cervical vertebrae and there are definitely some relativelysuperficial knife cuts in her sternum and a couple in the thoracic ribs28.Tentative cause of death is strangulation/stabbing.”
I said, “Two young, female acting students, similar wounds and Nora Dowddidn’t rule out Tori attending her classes.”
“No answer at Nora’s home or the school. I’ll be at the PlayHouse tonight,mingling with the beautiful people. After I meet with Brad Dowd. He called,apologized for cutting off the conversation, invited me to his house.”
“Eager to talk about Dylan,” I said. “Where does he live?”
“Santa Monica Canyon29. Care to join me? I’ll drive.”
Bradley Dowd lived on Gumtree Lane, a mile north of Channel Road, just east of where Channeldescends steeply to Pacific Coast Highway.
A darkening sky and a tree canopy30 brought early night. The air was still andunseasonably warm and no ocean aroma31 brined the canyon.
Usually it’s ten degrees cooler near the coast. Maybe it’s me, but patternsseem to be shaking up more often.
The house was a one-story redwood and glass box set in a low spot along theleafy road, well back from the street. The wealth of vegetation made it hard tomake out where the property began and ended.
High-end box, with polished-copper trim and a porch supported by carvedbeams. Carefully placed spots illuminated32 flower beds and luxuriant ferns. Thewooden address plate imbedded in the fieldstone gatepost was hand-painted. Agray or beige Porsche sat in the front of the gravel33 driveway. Hangingsucculents graced the porch, which was set up with Adirondackchairs.
Brad Dowd stood near one of the chairs, one leg bent34 so that his shoulderssloped to the right. He wore a T-shirt and cutoffs, held a long-necked bottlein one hand.
“Park right behind me, Detective.”
When we got to the porch, he hoisted35 the bottle. Corona36. The T-shirt said Hobie-Cat. His feetwere bare. Muscular legs, knobby, misshapen knees. “Join me?”
“No, thanks.”
Dowd sat, gave another wave. We repositioned two chairs and faced him.
“Any problem finding me?”
“None,” said Milo. “Thanks for calling.”
Dowd nodded and drank. Crickets chirped37. A hint of gardenia38 blew by anddissipated.
“Pretty out here, sir.”
“Love it,” said Brad. “Nothing like peace and quiet after a day dealing39 withleaks, short circuits, and various other minor40 disasters.”
“Trials and tribulations41 of being a landlord.”
“Are you one, too, Detective?”
“God forbid.”
Brad laughed. “It beats honest labor42. The key is to keep things organized.”
He’d left the front door cracked six inches. Serape throws on chairs, akilim ottoman, lots of leather. Propped43 in a corner was a white surfboard.Longboard, the type you don’t see much anymore.
The knobs on Dowd’s knees made sense. Surfer’s knots.
Milo said, “There was something about DylanMeserve you wanted to tell us.”
“Thanks for waiting. I didn’t want Billy to hear.”
“Protecting Billy,” I said.
Dowd turned to me. “Billy needs protection. Sometimes it’s hard for him toput things in perspective.”
“Something about Meserve bother him?” said Milo.
Brad Dowd’s brow creased44. “No, I just like to keep him away from what hedoesn’t need to know…sure I can’t get you guys one of these?”
“We’re fine,” said Milo. “You take care ofBilly.”
“He doesn’t need special care—he’s not retarded45 or anything like that. Whenhe was born, there was an oxygen problem. We used to live together, then acouple of years ago I realized he needed his independence, so I got him his ownplace. A nice lady lives upstairs. Billy thinks they’re just neighbors, but shegets paid to be there for him. Anyway, about Meserve, it’s no big deal. Mysister had a thing for him and I consider him a first-class sleazeball.”
“A mutual46 thing?”
Dowd stretched his legs, pointed47 his toes, massaged48 a knot. Maybe calciumexplained the wince49. “In some ways, Nora can be a bit of an adolescent. All thetime she spends with young people doesn’t help.”
I said, “Dylan wasn’t her first thing?”
“I didn’t say that.”
I smiled.
Brad Dowd drank beer. “No sense bullshitting. You know how it is, a woman getsto a certain age, the whole youth culture thing. Nora’s entitled to her fun.But with Meserve it was getting a little out of hand, so I talked to her andshe realized I was right.”
“You didn’t want Billy to hear this because…”
Brad Dowd’s mouth got tight. “It was a bit of a hassle. Convincing Nora.She’d have been a lot more upset if Billy got involved. If he tried to comforther or something like that.”
“Why’s that?” said Milo.
“Nora and Billy aren’t close…the truth is, when we were kids, Billy was asource of embarrassment50 to Nora. But Billy thinks they’re close—” He stopped.“This is family stuff you don’t need to know.”
Milo said, “So Nora broke up with Meserve?”
“It didn’t require a formal declaration because the two of them were neverofficially…” He smiled. “I almost said ‘going steady.’”
“How’d Nora end it with Meserve?”
“By keeping her distance. Ignoring him. Eventually, he got the point.”
“How was their relationship getting out of hand?” I said.
Brad frowned. “Is this really relevant to that poor girl’s murder?”
“Probably not, sir. We ask all sorts of questions and hope for the best.”
“Is Meserve a suspect?”
“No, but close friends of the victim are considered individuals of interest,and we haven’t been able to locate Meserve to talk to him.”
“I understand, Detective. But I still don’t see why my sister’s private lifeneeds to be aired.”
I said, “Was there something about Meserve that bothered you more than herother ‘things’?”
Dowd sighed. “In the past, Nora’s relationships were short-lived. Mostlybecause the men who interest Nora aren’t the type with long-term plans. Meserveseemed different to me. Manipulative, as if he was planning something. Thathoax he pulled proves it, right?”
Milo said, “Planning what?”
“Isn’t it obvious?”
“You suspected he was out for Nora’s money.”
“I started to get concerned when Nora gave him a paid job at the PlayHouse.Creative consultant52.” Dowd snorted. “You need to understand: Nora doesn’t chargea penny for her classes. That’s a crucial point, tax-wise, because thePlayHouse—the building, the upkeep, any supplies—is funded by a foundation weset up.”
“You and your sibs.”
“Basically, I did it for Nora, because acting’s her passion. We’re not talkingsome huge financial undertaking53, there’s just enough endowment to keep theclasses going. The building’s one of many we inherited from our parents and therent we forego is a nice deduction54 against the profit from some other rentalsin our portfolio55. I’m the nominal56 head of the foundation so I approveexpenditures. Which is why when Nora came to me wanting salary for Meserve, Iknew it was time to talk. There was simply nothing in the budget to accommodatethat. And it confirmed my suspicions that Meserve was out for something.”
“How much did she want to pay him?”
“Eight hundred a week.”
“Very creative consultant,” said Milo.
“No kidding,” said Dowd. “That’s my point. Nora has no concept of finances.Like a lot of artistic57 folk.”
“How long ago did she ask for the money?”
“After she offered him the job. A week or so before Meserve and the girlpulled that stunt58. Maybe that’s why he did it.”
“What do you mean?”
“Trying to win Nora’s affections with a creative performance. If that wasthe idea, it backfired.”
“Nora wasn’t pleased.”
“I’d say not.”
“Was she upset at the hoax51 or something else?”
“Such as?”
“Meserve being with another woman.”
“Jealous? I seriously doubt it. By that time Nora was finished with him.”
“She gets over ‘things’ quickly.”
“Nothing to get over,” said Brad Dowd. “She saw my point, stopped payingattention to him, and he stopped hanging around.”
“What bothered Nora about the hoax?”
“The exposure.”
“Most actresses like publicity59.”
Brad placed his beer on the porch deck. “Detective, the extent of Nora’sacting career was a single walk-on part on a sitcom60 thirty-five years ago whenshe was ten. She got the part because a friend of our mother’s was connected.After that, Nora went on audition61 after audition. When she decided62 to channelher efforts into teaching, it was a healthy move.”
“Adapting,” said Milo.
“That’s what it’s all about, Detective. My sister has talent but so do ahundred thousand other people.”
I said, “So she prefers to stay out of the public eye.”
“We’re a private bunch.” Dowd took a long swallow and finished his beer. “Isthere anything else, guys?”
“Did Nora ever talk about Michaela Brand?”
“Not to me. No way she was jealous. Gorgeous young people stream in and outof Nora’s world. Now, I really think I should stop talking about her personallife.”
“Fair enough,” said Milo. “Let’sconcentrate on Meserve.”
“Like I said, a gold digger,” said Dowd. “I meddled63 but sometimes meddlingis called for. In the end my sister was grateful not to get involved withsomeone like that. Maybe you should be looking at him for the girl’s murder.”
“Why’s that, sir?”
“His view of women, he had a relationship with the victim, and you just saidhe’s missing. Doesn’t running away imply guilt64?”
“What view of women are we talking about?” said Milo.
“You know the type. Easy smile, cruising on looks. He flirted65 with my sistershamelessly. I’ll be blunt: He kissed up and Nora bought it because Nora’s…”
“Impressionable.”
“Unfortunately. Any time I’d drop by the PlayHouse, he’d be there alone withNora. Following her around, flattering her, sitting at her feet, shooting heradoring glances. Then he began giving her cheap little gifts—doodads, tackytourist junk. A snow globe, do you believe that? Hollywoodand Vine, for God’s sake, when’s the last time there was snow in Hollywood?” Dowd laughed.“I’d love to think it was Nora’s soul and inner beauty that attracted him, butlet’s get real. She’s naive66, menopausal, and financially independent.”
I said, “How’d you convince her Meserve’s intentions weren’t pure?”
“I was calm and persistent67.” He stood. “I hope you catch whoever killed thatgirl, but please don’t involve my brother and sister in it. You couldn’t findtwo more harmless people on the face of the earth. In terms of Reynold Peaty,I’ve been asking tenants68 and the only complaints I’ve received are along thelines of not emptying garbage in a timely manner. He shows up diligently69, mindshis own business, has been a first-class worker. I’ll keep my eyes open,though.”
He cocked his head toward the open door. “Coffee or a soft drink for theroad?”
“We’re good,” said Milo, getting up.
“Then I’m hitting the sack. Buenas noches. ”
“Early to bed?”
“Busy day ahead.”
“Beats honest labor,” Milo said.
Brad Dowd laughed.
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