tell anyone. And even if he is innocent I still don’t know what happened to my mother. I let this mess sit for thirty years. No more, Knox. No more. Buck stops here. I get this done or die trying.”
“But Puller, this could take a long time. You have a job. The Army is not going to let you indefinitely—”
He barked, “To hell with the Army, I’ll resign if I have to, but this case is getting solved.”
She looked to be about to make a response but then seemed to catch herself. She took a breath and stepped out of the room to make the call.
Puller went back into the bathroom and looked out the window.
Where did you go, Mom? Where?
She just walked down the street and disappeared.
Puller looked down at his phone. He and his brother and father had left Fort Monroe shortly after Jackie Puller disappeared. He had been back to the post a few times on official business, but never for more than a few hours at a time.
He did a search on his phone. The relevant search terms were “crime,” “disappearance,” “murder,” “women,” the year, and “Hampton, Virginia.”
The search did its thing and Puller gaped at the result.
The first item said it all.
Police suspect serial killer in murders of four women in Williamsburg, Virginia.
The story was from the same year and month his mother disappeared.
And Williamsburg was thirty minutes from Fort Monroe.
Son of a bitch!
Chapter
24
KNOX WALKED BACK into the room and said, “Okay, I’ve got the ball in motion on the phone call and we’ll see what they can find.”
She stopped because Puller was hunkered over his phone and hadn’t even looked up when she had spoken.
“What’s up?”
“Give me a sec.”
He finished reading the screen and put his phone away. He quickly explained what he’d found.
“Serial murders in Williamsburg?” she said, her eyes wide in amazement.
“Same time period, and Williamsburg is only about a half an hour from here.”
“But we can’t know that they’re connected.”
“And we can’t know that they’re not,” he retorted.
“Why’d you even think to look into something like that?”
“First rule of investigating a cold case: Were there other crimes in the area that might be connected to yours? I should have done it a long time ago.”
“So a serial killer gets on a military installation, kills your mother, and, what, carries off the body?”
“I don’t know. I just know that there’s a possible lead there. And yes, it was an active military installation. But at that time of year when my mother left, it was already dark. And there were never many people on the streets. The officer quarters weren’t always full and there weren’t a lot of young kids who would be out playing. My dad was an exception. He got married later. I can’t think of many one-stars with really little kids. They tended to be older. The fact is this area was pretty isolated and away from the busy part of the post. And back then some of the buildings weren’t used. She could have been dragged into one of them. So it might not seem that a killer could strike here, but he could.”
“But how would he get on the post?”
“He might have already been on the post.”
“You mean in uniform?”
“There were lots of people who worked at Fort Monroe that were not in uniform. But yes, he could have been in uniform.”
“I take it the serial killings in Williamsburg were never solved?”
“They never even found a suspect to charge. Four murders. All women.”
“And the bodies?”
“Found scattered around the area, mostly in isolated places and shallow graves.”
“But if your mother was killed her remains were never found.”
“No. But if he did kill her he might have done a better job disposing of her body.”
“What was the timing of the murders? Meaning any after your mother disappeared?”
“No. They stopped. The last victim was three nights before my mother vanished.”
“Was there any regularity to the attacks?”
“A couple weeks or so in between each.”
“So your mother would have been an anomaly in that pattern?”
After the attendant left, Knox uncorked the wine and poured out a glass. She sniffed it and then looked at him.
“I don’t know about you, but I think a lot better with vino carbs in me.”
He slowly nodded. “Okay.”
“I don’t think we need to let it breathe. It has all its got to give right now. Their wine list was actually pretty good.”
“Above my pay grade. I’m more a beer guy.”