on the sofa. Heâd stopped actively crying but was sniveling, wiping his nose with the back of his wrist.
Taylor took a seat in the chintz armchair next to him. She waited for him to gather himself, handed him a tissue from the crochet-covered box sitting on the end table next to her. He wiped his eyes and cleared his throat.
âMr. Wolff, can I ask where youâve been?â
When he didnât answer immediately, Taylor sized him up. He was a handsome, well-made man, with a thick shock of black hair, flashing black eyes, and deep stubble along his cleft chin. Looking at him, Taylor thought about the fair Hayden and wondered, just for a minute. Two dark-haired, dark-eyed parents, and their offspring a blonde with clear blue eyes. Interesting, genetics.
With a huge sniff, Wolff finally began to speak. âI have a property getting ready to open in Savannah, Georgia. I was down there overseeing the last bits and pieces. Thereâs a million things to be done, and Iâm the one who has to get the checks written.â
âYou build houses? Wolff Construction?â
âYes.â
âWhen did you leave for Georgia?â
âFriday, around noon. Iâve been going every two weeks now that weâre getting close to wrapping the project.â
âYou normally drive?â
âYeah. Iâm a successful developer, but Iâm not made of money. Itâs cheaper that way.â
âSeems like a long trip,â Fitz observed.
âI like the drive. It clears my head.â
âDid you usually spend the weekend when you made the drive?â Taylor asked.
âYes. I come back on Monday afternoon.â
âWhenâs the last time you spoke to your wife?â
Wolff was quiet for a moment. âSaturday morning.â
âThat was the last time?â
âYes.â
âDid you try to call her again after you spoke on Saturday?â
âYes. I wanted to read Hayden a story Saturday night. It was our tradition.â
âShe didnât answer?â
âNo.â Wolffâs voice wavered, but fresh tears stayed in check.
âWerenât you concerned that you couldnât reach Corinne?â
Todd flinched at the mention of his wifeâs name. âI wasnât really paying attention, God help me. I was so caught up in the problems we were having on-site that when I didnât reach her, I just left a message. I figured she was out with her sisters anyway. When I went out of town, she usually did a girlsâ night with friends, or hung out with Michelle and Nicole and watched movies. Sheâd get a babysitter for Hayden sometimes, take advantage of some private time. I tried to call her again at around ten, but when the answering machine kicked on, I hung up. Tried her cell once, then went to bed myself. She didnât like me checking up on her.â
âAnd you tried on Sunday?â
âI called Sunday around noon, and she didnât pick up. But again, it didnât worry me. Sheâs very independent, doesnât need me around to keep her entertained. Since I have to go out of town so often, sheâs used to it. How did she, how was sheâ¦â
He started crying again. âWho did this, Lieutenant? I love my wife. We got along, had a beautiful little girl, a son on the way. We were happy. This isnât the kind of thing that happens to happy people.â
Oh, if it were only that easy, Taylor thought. The good and happy people get to lead normal lives, bad things only happen to bad people. Yeah, right. âUnfortunately, I canât answer that for you right now, Mr. Wolff. Letâs talk some more about your interests in Savannah. Where do you stay when you go down there?â
âThereâs a Hampton Inn down the street from the property. My secretary can give you all the particulars.â
âThatâs where you stay every time?â
âYes. Itâs convenient, and clean. And
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