"How is the investigation going, Varner?" Lieutenant Kauker asked as he walked into the office.
Logan stepped back from the evidence board he had been studying closely. "Take a look at this, sir. Does the wording in these messages seem similar to you?"
The lieutenant looked over the tacked up notes Logan had added to the evidence board. "Somewhat. Do you think it's the same person?"
"That's what I suspect," Logan replied. "The lab checked out the suspicious fan letters and the McAllistar's ransom note and the type of lettering and paper used matched. We're fairly certain they came from the same person. All the evidence points in that direction."
"What about this?" Lieutenant Kauker asked, pointing to the third group of messages.
"Those are transcripts of the phone messages I found on Ms. Summer's answering machine. Obviously, we can't compare them the same way as the paper messages, but something about the wording strikes me. It sounds like the same person to me."
The lieutenant read the papers again. "Could be. It's hard to tell. Do you know who left the phone messages?"
"Yes, he left his name and we found his information in Ms. Summer's address book."
"I think it's worth looking into at least. Even if he isn't our man, he might know something about Ms. Summer's disappearance."
"I'll look into it immediately, sir."
Justin sat on the sofa staring blankly at the window. He felt so foolish, letting himself give in to temptation only to see the woman he let himself fall for go back to her husband. He didn't know how he let himself get into this situation.
Tired of being alone with his problems, he crossed the room and picked up the phone.
"Audrey? How are you?"
"Justin? Hi! I'm doing great. How have you been?" When there was a pause on the line, she asked less cheerfully, "Is everything alright?"
"Yes, everything's fine, not great, but alright."
"What happened?"
"I don't want to go into the details, but I've resigned from my job at the country club and I don't have my job with Mrs. Burgess anymore. She's leaving town to visit her relatives. And . . . well, let's just say other things haven't been going as I'd hoped. I'm at a loss at the moment."
"Aw, I'm sorry. Is there anything I can do?"
"No, I just wanted someone to talk to."
"This might be a crazy idea, but since you aren't working right now, why don't you come stay with me and Chad for awhile? We really like it here and it might be good for you to get away for awhile and sort things out."
"I might do that. Thanks." Justin looked up when he heard the doorbell ring. "Can I call you back later, Audrey? There's someone at the door."
"Sure. Give me a call anytime. Let me know what you've decided, ok?"
"I will," he promised, before saying goodbye and hanging up the phone.
When he opened the door he was surprised to see a police officer standing in the hallway. "Hello. Can I help you?"
"I'm looking for Justin Jordan."
"I'm Justin Jordan."
"I'd like to ask you a few questions, Mr. Jordan. Would you mind coming down to the station with me?"
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