Chapter 17 : Drake
The first few weeks after Christmas were uneventful, and I almost forgot about the looming trial and the investigation into the attack. It all came back again to interrupt my time of marital and parental bliss when I got a call from Detective McDonald to attend a meeting at the precinct.
“What’s the meeting about?” I asked, annoyed that they still hadn’t cleared me of any involvement in the attack on Kate.
“We need you to answer a few questions.”
“Is this really necessary?” I said, impatient, not wanting to go back to the precinct yet again. “You charged Lisa. Why am I still being questioned?"
"Because we have more information, more dates to check, and need to get your response."
"Can’t you forward a copy of your questions and the dates to my lawyer? She and I can go over them and provide any answers you need.”
“We’d prefer if you could come down in person,” McDonald said curtly.
“All right,” I said. “I have to coordinate with my lawyer to arrange a time she can attend.”
“Please call me back as soon as you have a time. We’d appreciate it today or tomorrow at the latest.”
“I’ll try,” I said and ended the call, in no mood to be polite. If the cops had done their job, I should have already been cleared. I had no idea how they could believe that I had been involved with Lisa and was conspiring with her. It beggared belief.
I left my office and went to the living room, where Kate was reading the daily paper and Sophie was in her Exersaucer.
“What’s up?” she said when I leaned down to kiss her. “You’re frowning.”
I took in a deep breath and tried to calm myself. Kate had enough on her plate. She didn’t need to deal with a frustrated husband.
“Detective McDonald asked me to come down to the precinct to answer some more questions,” I said and plopped down beside her on the sofa. “I suppose that Lisa’s claiming we were together on some new dates.”
“You’re kidding,” Kate said and frowned. She moved closer and ran her fingers through my hair, her green eyes so sympathetic. “I’m so sorry.” She leaned up and kissed me on the mouth. When she pulled back, she shook her head. “She’s completely insane if she thinks she can make those claims and that they’ll stand.”
“She’s mentally unbalanced,” I said with a nod. “I still wonder if she’s delusional or whether this is to punish me. She couldn’t have me so neither could you and when that didn’t work, she’s trying to make trouble for me. I should track down Derek Richardson up and talk to him about her. I called and left a message but he hasn’t returned my call. He could corroborate the fact that I didn’t want to get involved more than just a one-off at his dungeon parties. And he offered.”
“You should give his name to the police. Let them know.”
“Apparently, he moved to Malaysia. I’ll try to reach out to him again, but it may be difficult to find him.”
Kate made a face. “Whatever she is, I hope the police figure this out so we can move on. I don’t even want to think about the attack.” Kate s
hivered visibly and moved closer. I put an arm around her and pulled her against me, kissing her temple, her cheek, her mouth.
“Don’t worry,” I said and squeezed her. “They’ll have to realize she’s crazy sooner or later.”
“I hope so. Are you going to ask Lara to go with you?” she asked, her eyes moving over my face. “She can corroborate a lot of dates for you. She knew who all your submissives were, didn’t she?”
I nodded again. “Yes,” I said and pulled out my cell. “I’ll call and she if she’s available.”
I made the call and held the cell up to my ear. It rang twice and finally, Lara answered.
“Drake Morgan, MD. Just the man I wanted to speak to.”
I smiled, glad to have her on my side. “What did you want to speak to me about?”
“I spent some time talking to a few subs I know who are familiar with Lisa. Apparently, she was collecting stories about you and your activities during the past few years.”
“Yeah,” I said and rubbed my eyes. “I got a call from Detective McDonald about coming down to provide my whereabouts on about some more dates.”
“When do they want us down there?” she asked, and I heard the sound of paper shuffling on the line. “I’m in court later today, but I’m off tomorrow morning. We could go then.”