sentences…what the hell?
“Anyway,” Raven continued while leaning forward excitedly, “about a month later, I was playing around on the internet again, when I came across a news article about a man that was killed.”
Pulling out a drawer on the small table beside her chair, she picked up a single sheet of paper and handed it to me.
“I printed it off to show May, you can keep that copy.”
I read through the story quickly, one Larry Callestrano, an executive with a company in Cincinnati was found dead in an alley in Buenos Aires. Although the local police stated that they were sure he was murdered, there were no clues as to the perpetrator. There was no description of anything missing from the dead man, but the police may have just omitted that fact. The story also stated that the case was now closed.
I looked up at the two women before me, both having hopeful expressions on their face. I looked at the article once more before shrugging my shoulders.
“I’m sorry, but it’s a crazy world out there, especially in other countries…I’m sure this happens all of the time.”
They both nodded in unison as Raven reached into the drawer again and pulled out a small stack of papers…and an atlas.
“That’s true,” May said as she watched Raven hand the stack over to me.
“But take a look at these,” Raven said excitedly, finishing May’s thought once again. That was really freaking me out a little bit.
Taking the pile of papers, I read through them slowly. Five obituaries, each one describing the death of a man while in another country. When I had finished, Raven handed me the atlas.
“Now take a look at this,” she said excitedly.
I was looking at a regional map with a large yellow-highlighted circle, complete with seven red dots interspersed throughout the circle. The center of the circle was indicated with a small black dot outside of Allenville.
“All of these men were killed overseas,” May chimed in again then. “All of them executives of some sort, all of them living within 100 miles of here.”
Both women then sat back into their chairs in unison, each with a satisfied look on their face.
Looking again at their accumulated evidence, I had to admit there was a compelling argument to investigate the deaths further.
Smiling, “I’m impressed with you two. There does seem to be a pattern that may be just a little more than chance.”
Both women beamed at my statement.
“However,” I said as tactfully as I could, “It’s still a long shot. Investigating something spread out like this…well, it wouldn’t be cheap for one thing. And of course, this would take time…maybe a lot of time. Maybe you should run it by law enforcement first.”
“We’ve already done that,” May said.
“We’ve been everywhere,” Raven chimed in.
“The locals say they have no jurisdiction in other countries…or in other states,” May spelled out her argument determinedly.
“And the FBI,” Raven added, “They don’t work in other countries either.”
“They didn’t believe us anyway,” May added with frustrated sigh. “They acted like we were two loony birds!”
There was silence for a few moments before both women busted out laughing at May’s remark. I smiled as I watched these two diverse women interact like sisters. It amazed me continuously how life could throw you together with the strangest of people sometimes and make it work.
“Besides,” Raven said as she dabbed at her eyes with a handkerchief, “Money is no object.”
“Nope, none,” May added as she tried for a serious look, “Tom left me a generous life insurance benefit.”
“As did Calvin,” Raven added, “as well as this huge house and his investments.”
They both were serious as they stared at me now.
“We want to know what happened to our husbands Gabe,” May said determinedly.
“And why they were targeted,” Raven added with resolve. “We’re beyond sure that someone is behind their deaths,