Part 54 (1/2)
”Her husband was alone in the store while she went home to prepare their supper. When she came back she thought the store was empty. Then she found him behind the counter. She saw no one in the store when she came in. She parked in the back and used a key to open the back door.”
Bosch nodded as he computed all of this.
”How long was she gone? Ask her what time it was when she left the store.”
Chu did as instructed and turned back to Bosch with the answer.
”She leaves at two-thirty every day to pick up the supper. Then she comes back.”
”Are there other employees?”
”No, I asked that already. Just her husband and Mrs. Li. They work every day eleven to ten. Closed Sundays.”
A typical immigrant story, Bosch thought. They just weren't counting on the bullets coming at the end of it.
Bosch heard voices coming from the front of the store and ducked his head into the rear hallway. The forensics team from SID had arrived and was going to work.
He turned back into the storage room where the interview with Mrs. Li was continuing.
”Chu,” Bosch interrupted.
The ACU detective looked up from him.
”Ask about the son. Was he at home when she called?”
”I already asked. There is another store. It's in the Valley. He was working there. The family lives together in the middle. In the Wils.h.i.+re District.”
It seemed clear to Bosch that Chu knew what he was doing. He didn't need Bosch to prompt him with questions.
”Okay, we're going back up front. You deal with her and after her son arrives it might be better to take everybody downtown. You okay?”
”I'm fine,” Chu said.
”Good. Tell me if you need anything.”
Bosch and Ferras went down the hall and to the front of the store. Bosch already knew every body on the forensics team. A team from the medical examiner's office had also arrived to doc.u.ment the death scene and collect the body.
Bosch and Ferras decided to split up at that point. Bosch would stay on scene. As lead detective he would monitor the collection of forensic evidence and the removal of the body. Ferras would leave the store and go knock on doors. The liquor store was located in a commercial area of small businesses. He would go door-to-door in an effort to find someone who had heard or seen something related to the killing. Both investigators knew this would likely be a fruitless effort, but it was one that needed to be made. A description of a car or a suspicious person could be the piece of the puzzle that would eventually break the case. It was basic homicide work.
Two minutes after Ferras left, Bosch heard a commotion coming from outside at the front of the store. He stepped out and saw two of Lucas's patrol officers trying to physically detain a man at the yellow tape. The struggling man was Asian and in his mid-twenties. He wore a tight-fitting T-s.h.i.+rt that displayed powerful arms and shoulders. Bosch quickly stepped toward the problem.
”Okay, stop it right there,” he said forcefully, so no one would doubt who was in charge of this situation.
”Let him go,” he added.
”I want to see my father,” the young man said.
”Well, that's not the way to go about doing it.”
Bosch stepped closer and nodded to the two patrolmen.
”I'll take care of Mr. Li now.”
They left Bosch and the victim's son alone.
”What is your full name, Mr. Li?”
”Robert Li. I want to see my father.”
”I understand that. I'm going to let you see your father if you really want to. But you can't until it's clear. I'm the detective in charge of this whole thing and I can't even see your father yet. So I need you to calm down. The only way you will get what you want is if you calm down.”
The young man looked down at the ground and nodded. Bosch reached out and touched him on the shoulder.
”Okay, good,” Bosch said.
”Where's my mother?”
”She's inside in the back room being interviewed by a detective.”
”Can I at least see her?”
”Yes, you can. I'll walk you back there in a minute. I just need to ask you a few questions first. Is that okay?”
”Fine. Go ahead.”
”First of all, let me introduce myself. My name is Harry Bosch. I'm the lead detective on this. I'm going to find whoever killed your father. I promise you that.”
”Don't tell me promises you don't intend to keep. You didn't even know him. You don't care. He's just anothernever mind.”