Watch Me Die

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Author: Erica Spindler
the way he was. There was this peace that flowed out of him and surrounded whoever was near.”
    She cleared her throat. “Father Girod didn’t get there fast enough. Tim took off in his car, lost control and ran headlong into a tree. He was killed on impact.”
    Malone exchanged a glance with Bayle. She inclined her head ever so slightly in silent agreement. This was definitely someone they wanted to speak with, the sooner the better.
    “How long ago was this?” Malone asked.
    “A few months is all. Let me see … the funeral was the same weekend as the high school graduation. It made it all the sadder, young people starting a new life, moving on … And poor Tim Thibault, his life ended.”
    “We’ll need the father’s and mother’s names. The names of siblings, if any. Their address.”
    “Earl and Joy. Tim was an only child.” Her face puckered with regret. “Do I have to? They’re still grieving and it seems wrong to do anything to add to their distress.”
    “Yes, Vicky, you have to. But we’ll be gentle, I promise.”

 
    CHAPTER EIGHT
    Thursday, August 11
    10:10 A.M.
    Before leaving the Sisters of Mercy campus, they paid a visit to Vicky’s counterpart at the school. Anna Hebert was just as forthcoming as Vicky had been and handed them names of several disgruntled parents, as well as those of a half dozen of the students who seemed to stay in trouble.
    Of all the leads, Earl Thibault seemed the most compelling. They agreed to pay him and his wife a visit first.
    The family lived on Carrollton Avenue near City Park. In the style of the area, the home was a raised bungalow with arched windows and a wide front porch. There was nothing grand or ostentatious about the structure, but it was solid—and solidly middle class.
    They slowly climbed the stairs, Malone using the moments to prepare himself. Facing a grieving parent was one of the most difficult things he had to do. He wasn’t a father himself, but he could imagine how incredibly deep the pain of losing a child must be. And in this case, bitter as well.
    They reached the porch and he glanced at Bayle. “You or me?”
    “You,” she said tersely.
    He nodded and rang the bell. A woman answered. She wore paint-splattered shorts and a T-shirt and gardening clogs.
    “Mrs. Joy Thibault?”
    “Yes?”
    “Detectives Malone and Bayle, NOPD.” He held up his shield, Bayle did the same. “We need to ask you and your husband a few questions.”
    She moved her gaze between the two of them. “What about?”
    “The murder of Father Girod.”
    “Come in. It’s too hot out there.” She stepped aside so they could enter, then shut the door behind them.
    The smell of fresh paint nearly knocked him over. Malone smiled at the woman. “Doing some updating?”
    “Needing to keep busy. Both of us.” She motioned them to follow her.
    They did and landed in a large, light kitchen. “Have a seat. Can I get either of you a glass of iced tea or water?”
    They both declined. She poured herself iced tea and faced them. “Poor Father Girod. He was a sweet, loving man. Truly a man of faith.” She fell silent a moment. “Your showing up here isn’t a surprise.”
    “And why’s that, Mrs. Thibault?”
    “You’re looking for someone who might have been angry with the church or Father Girod. My husband surely fits that description.”
    “What about you, Mrs. Thibault? Don’t you fit it as well?”
    “No. I made peace with the direction our son had decided to take some time ago. I didn’t condone or accept it, but I had to let go.” Her voice thickened and she excused herself and went for a tissue. “That doesn’t mean I gave up on him or stopped loving him. I didn’t. I just gave it over to God.”
    “I’m sorry for your loss.”
    “Thank you.” She brought the tissue to her nose. “But Earl wasn’t able to do that. He never could surrender. And he still blames himself.”
    “Is your husband here?”
    “Yes.” She took a sip of her tea, the
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