“She testified that we did.”
“What do you remember?” asked Jamison.
“We had sex, so what?”
“And then you left?”
“Yeah. I had a practice session with my trainer the next morning and wanted to get home and hit the sack. Then my car conked out. So I pulled into the motel and spent the night there.”
Decker said, “The thing is, the timeline provided by Tanner and the motel clerk does not coincide with your story.”
Mars rubbed his eyes. “I know. I heard them testify. All I can tell you is what I know. And I know when I left Ellen’s place. And I know when I checked into the motel.”
Decker sat back. “Your credit card was used at a time that backs up the motel clerk’s account, not yours.”
“You don’t think I know that?” barked Mars.
“I’m just trying to make sense of what on the surface does not make sense. And the last thing we need is for you to lie to us.”
Mars suddenly jerked against the handcuff trapping him to the bed, but it did not give. Jamison and Oliver had jumped back, but Decker hadn’t moved a muscle.
Mars sat back against the pillow, breathing hard. “I’m not lying.”
“Okay,” replied Decker calmly.
“And maybe you’re not here to help me. Maybe you’re here to make sure I stay in prison th
e rest of my life. Or get the needle. You might be working with the state of Texas for all I know.”
“Why would he be doing that?” asked Jamison.
“How the hell am I supposed to know that?” snapped Mars. “Maybe they brought you in when this Montgomery dude said he killed my parents. Maybe your job is to mess all this up so I don’t get outta prison.”
Everyone was silent for a few moments until Decker said, “But can you explain the time discrepancies?”
“If I could I would have twenty damn years ago, so, no, I can’t.”
“Okay,” said Decker. “So you have no explanation? Nothing else for us to look at on that point?”
Mars shot him an angry glance. “Look, if you don’t believe me, then just leave. ’Cause I got no time for bullshit if you don’t want to get me outta prison.”
Decker rose. “Maybe you misunderstood me, Mr. Mars. I didn’t say I believed you were innocent or that I wanted to get you out of prison. I told you I wanted to find the truth. If it turns out that truth means you are guilty, then they can inject you and you can die, because you’ll have deserved it. But in the meantime, we will continue to investigate this case and let it take us where it does. Is that clear enough for you?”
Jamison and Oliver exchanged a nervous glance.
Mars and Decker stared at each other. The former seemed to be trying to figure out the latter. And the latter seemed to have already turned his mind to other matters.
“I think we understand each other, yeah,” said Mars.
But Decker was already walking toward the door.
After he left Mars turned to Jamison.
“Damn, is the dude always like that?”
“Pretty much,” replied Jamison.
CHAPTER
13
DECKER WALKED DOWN the hall, gathering momentum like a wave about to crash onto the beach as he went. He heard Jamison scurrying behind him. Up ahead, standing in the hallway, were Bogart and Davenport.
Milligan was at rented office space about twenty minutes south setting up shop. They were all staying at a local motel, which represented the best lodgings in the area.
Jamison caught up to him. She said, clearly irritated, “I wish you’d stop doing that.”
Decker looked down at her. “Doing what?”
“Just walking out of a room like that.”
“I was finished. So I left.” He paused. “And you bought me quinoa? Seriously? Is that even a food?”
She smirked. “You’re getting so skinny I’m having trouble seeing you sideways.”
“Yeah, like a Mack truck coming right at you.”
“Okay, let’s talk about preliminary investigative possibilities,” said Bogart.
Milligan said, “Ellen Tanner is no longer in the area. No record of where she went, nobody who knew her. We checked at UT. She didn’t go there. And with twenty years gone by it’s going to be pretty much impossible to track her down. She might have married and changed her name.”
“And the motel clerk, what was his name again?” asked Bogart.
“Willis Simone. And we did track him down. He died of a heart attack in 2001 in Florida.”
“Any connection you can see between Tanner and Simone?” asked Bogart.