had caused me unbelievable trouble. And Chapman deserved to rot in hell.
“That’s great news.”
“There’s more.”
“What?”
“Sondra Mullins admitted to knowing that Eckert killed her husband, but she says that he threatened her as well. The DA is not sure what they are going to do with her.”
“Serves her right.”
“It does. Unless what she says is true.”
“He was nailing her. That there is no doubt about that.”
“That you are right about, I’m sure.”
“Any hard evidence against Eckert?”
“I have our boys checking out the car. My guess is he did something to the brake lines. We might not get anything though.”
“If that bastard walks, I’ll kill him myself.”
“We’ll get him.”
So there it was. So you know, Eckert was convicted of Mullins’ murder. The FBI launched a complete investigation of Chapman, and he went to a federal prison for thirty years with no parole. Geiger was passed over for Agnelli’s position, and the Mayor, who I still have reservations about, brought someone in from out of state to fill the slot. Sondra Mullins was never charged with anything in her husband’s murder, and to this day, I still wonder about her. No, not sexually, just about whether she was involved with her husband’s death. In most homicides, there are questions left unanswered. Sure, we found the killer. But that killer was in love with Sondra, and would never give her up, even when facing life in prison. I’ve checked the visitation reports for Eckert. No Sondra Mullins ever showed up, but that’s inconclusive. I’ve read about her in the paper from time to time, but it’s only been the usual special interest crap. She took control of Techdata. The stock tanked. My father hates my guts for that.
More importantly, I called Roseanna from the hospital. She accepted my excuse of being laid up. We dated for three months, and I must tell you, it was one of the greatest dating experiences I have ever had in my life. It only ended because, as much as I don’t want to admit it, my body just couldn’t handle it. I told her I was in love with my ex-girlfriend. Which is a partial truth, but a completely different story.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
John Misak is the author of four mystery novels. He lives on Long Island with his wife, and teaches English at New York Institute of Technology.
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