that morning. As he drove to his office he dialed back. While swapping recaps of current events, Max told Maggie about having met Grover’s new girlfriend.
“Oh, that sounds exactly like that new sales trainee that Francine hired. You’re right about the miss-match with those two!” she exclaimed. “Is she living there with him? What’s that all about?” she asked rhetorically. Max had no answer. None was necessary.
Probably instigated by Grover’s change in demeanor and his abrupt rudeness on this Saturday morning in April all of these flashbacks concerning Grover and Carrie were whirling through Max’s thoughts as he drove on to meet up with Maggie. He was trying to pin down something that was nagging on his mind. That perfume, why did the smell of that perfume linger in his thoughts?
Chapter 5
During the TV news early on a Tuesday evening in mid-May, a local television breaking news flash showed an abandoned mill building with the headline;
“A dead body was discovered, the second one in the past three weeks. This one was located in a vacant industrial building on Farm River Road. The building is situated on an old dam site along the banks of ‘County River’.”
The news commentator went on to describe the scene as the setting around the old mill building was being shown, including yellow police ribbons which were set up around the scene.
It was explained that a call from a cell phone had been received by a 911 operator and had been relayed to the East Wayford Police dispatcher. The announcement continued;
“The immediate area was searched and the body was transported to the Yale-New Haven Hospital. The cause of death was unknown at the time of this broadcast. Stay tuned for additional information relating to this second mysterious death in East Wayford within three weeks.”
Maggie and Max had been muddling over the idea of a get-away long weekend for the Memorial Day holiday as they enjoyed their evening meal. Now, with her mouth hanging open as she and Max watched the forty-inch television above the bar at Jerry’s , she spoke first;
“Max, we have that listing. Do you remember inspecting that property, last fall?”
“Oh, yeah,” Max responded. That property went on the auction block in February but the only bid that met the minimum didn’t pass muster with financing. Is it still listed for sale?”
“I think so” Maggie said flatly, but I think it’s a dead issue. A lot of the manufacturing space in the property is beyond repair and the amount of the liens against the former owner will hamper a clean purchase.
“Holy shit!” exclaimed Max. “Do you realize that this is the second dead body, in less than a month, discovered in a property that we inspected?”
Maggie looked at Max across the corner of the bar with a blank gaze as she nodded, but she had no response. They were both rather astounded as they finished the meal and cocktails that evening.
On Wednesday morning Detective Salvadore was waiting in his car across the street from Max’s apartment building. As Max came out of the front entrance, Salvadore got out of his vehicle and approached with a manufactured, pleasant greeting.
“Good morning, Mr. Hargrove, could I have a word with you?”
Salvadore asked Max if he had seen the news flash concerning the body discovered at the abandoned mill site. Max indicated that he had seen the news the evening before.
Salvadore wanted to confirm the information he had gotten from the Stanley Real Estate office regarding Maggie and Max having done an inspection together on the property.
Max was getting irritated at the vague questioning by Salvadore. What in hell is he driving at? Why did he ask the realty company about this and why is he questioning me about this? he wondered.
“I did inspect the property some time back and yes, Ms. Marshall unlocked the buildings” he responded rather curtly. “She and I cross paths doing our business quite