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strip them of all that money. So Garland got caught?”
    “Yup. And Myers walked away clean.”  
    “Thanks.” Jason hung up and shook his head. This case was getting more and more complicated by the minute. He went into the office and saw that Helen was seated at his desk.  
    “Move,” he growled.  
    “Give me the address. I’ll just go look at it and tell you what I see,” she pleaded.  
    “What do you know about Boyd Garland?” he asked as he ignored her.  
    Helen shook her head. “Is that who kidnapped my son? I think I’ve heard the name, but I don’t know how.”  
    “He’s Myers’ old business partner.” He waved Helen away and typed the name into the Internet browser.  
    Tallyhouse wasn’t wrong. Boyd Garland was everywhere. He was in prison for two life sentences for extortion.
    “Huh,” Jason whispered. “Timothy thought he was running a legit business. He thought he was helping businesses get started, and then his partner went behind his back and extorted their own clients for money.”
    “What?” Helen gasped.  
    “Each of those clients must have lost everything. And when Timothy found out, he shut the business down, turned in his partner, and used everything he had to pay those families back.”
    Helen shook her head. “What does that have to do with my son?”  
    Going down the list, he typed in the name of the original clients. Everyone that Myers paid back was thriving and doing well. None of the would stoop to murder.  
    Frustrated, he leaned back and stared at the computer. “I’m still missing something.”  
    Only Timothy’s prints were on the knife. If it were staged to look like a suicide, wouldn’t there be a gun?
    But a gun would mean a bullet or at least a casing. And if there was a bullet, then there would have to be DNA.  
    So a knife was a better choice for a suicide. More loose ends, but easier to stage.  
    Inspiration hit him. Two suicides? That couldn’t be a coincidence.  
    Thomas Moore killed himself after losing everything to con artist Boyd Garland. It was the case that started the investigation and revealed it all.  
    He had a girlfriend, Lisa Perry.
    And a son.  
    Thomas Perry.  
    And wouldn’t you know it? That son looked awfully familiar.  
    “Gotcha.”

CHAPTER FIVE
Death and Resurrection
    “Call the police,” Jason said as he grabbed his gun. “Get them over to that address. It’s Thomas Perry.”  
    “The guard at the gate?” Helen gasped.  
    “Yup. He knew you’d gone to the park. And Davis would have recognized him, and even trusted him.”
    “He loved Perry,” Helen said softly. “If he’d needed money, all he had to do was ask.”  
    “It’s not about the money. It’s about revenge. I’ll explain later.”  
    He armed himself and vaulted to the Jeep. He wanted to get to the house first, before the police. If he could get Perry to stand down and release Davis, they would all be better for it.  
    But if things didn’t go down like that, Jason would need backup.  
    It was only a ten-minute drive to the house. Perry lived in a small one-bedroom home in the projects. He found in hard to believe that the security gig didn’t pay him enough to live in the suburbs, but there wasn’t a better place to hide a child. No one thought twice about a screaming and crying kid.  
    Or a gun shot.  
    The front door was open.  
    Jason pulled out his gun and moved cautiously through the door. “It’s over, Perry. All you have to do is come out and give us the location of the boy.”  
    There was a scuffle as a bullet rang out and Jason threw himself into the corner.  
    “You thought you were so clever,” Perry taunted him. “I knew she’d hired you. All she had to do was wire the money,” the security guard said. “And this would all have been over with.”  
    “Really? You murdered his father.”
    “Timothy Myers ruined my life!” Perry said from the other room. “He didn’t recognize me. Do you know that? He