Part 24 (2/2)

They both turned to look at Eric, who seemed to shrink visibly in his chair. ”I didnt mean to do it, he said, his voice quavering.

Liam stifled a sigh. The annals of criminal investigation were riddled with pleas of ”I didnt mean to do it. If everyone who hadnt meant to do it hadnt actually done it, law-enforcement agencies all over the world could go to half-strength and no one would ever notice the difference. He got out his notebook, in which he rarely wrote a word but which worked remarkably well to fascinate and intimidate suspects. ”Can you tell us about it, Eric?

He was in love with her, with Lydia, madly, pa.s.sionately, crazily in love. So were most of the junior and senior men at Newenham High School. Might have been because there were five guys for every one girl. Might have been because she was just so d.a.m.ned pretty. Lydia Akiachak was the belle of Newenham High School, and she had picked him. Shed picked him to take her to the Christmas dance at the high school, and after the dance she hadnt said no when he suggested driving out River Road to watch the northern lights. There was a place where they went to park, and somebody had been out to the end of it that morning and told him that the snow was packed down enough to make it there. He didnt care if they never made it back.

So there they were, and just about the time things were getting interesting they saw the fireball. They drove back into town and told the first pilot they found, Bob DeCreft, who was two days away from leaving after hed joined up. Bob went up to take a look, and when he got back told them the wreckage was right on the top of Bear Glacier but that it was about to slide into a creva.s.se, and that there was nothing they could do. But Lydia, she was that kind of girl, she wanted to check for survivors, even though Bob told her there couldnt be any out of that wreck. What about parachutes? she said. What if theres somebody hung up on the edge of the mountain, just waiting for us to come get them?

So they went. Bob said they were nuts and he refused to go with them, but he loaned her his bibs and boots and they drove straight from the airstrip to Icky and then up the trail to the little airstrip the CCCers had put in the summer of 38, back when they were surveying the refuge. It wasnt a long hike after that, and what with all the lights it was bright as day out so they couldnt get lost. The glacier wasnt that hard to climb, maybe because the snow was piled so high along the sides and it was firm enough not to go through when they walked on it.

They got to the wreckage about five in the morning, by his watch. Some of it was still smoking. A lot of it had already slid into the creva.s.se, the edge melted by the heat of the pieces of the plane. There were some body parts on the snow, and a headless body sitting in the front part of the plane. The smell was awful. They were both horrified, and in a hurry to get away from it, when she stumbled over a charred leather bag. It was heavy, and she hurt her foot. It made him curious, so he opened it. And that was when they found the coins.

”There were hundreds of them, Eric said, a faraway look in his eyes. ”Gold coins, sewn into individual pockets in long strips folded over on each other. It was like... treasure. Wed found it; it was ours.

So theyd hauled the coins down the glacier and back to Newenham. Eric was all for selling them for the weight of the gold; it would be easy enough in Alaska. Lydia knew something about coins, though, and she made him wait while she wrote letters and waited for replies. It took most of six months, by which time the j.a.panese had invaded Attu and Kiska, and Alaska was really and truly at war. He joined the army and left Lydia and the gold coins behind. When he got back, four years later, she had married Stanley Tompkins the month after Eric had left, and already had one kid.

”I always wondered about Betsy, Eric said. He gave Moses a covert look. ”I made it my business to look up her birthday. The time was about right. I figured then, I owed it to Lydia to leave her and the coins alone. And then I met Mary, and I did good for myself and for her, and, well, I didnt think about those d.a.m.n coins anymore.

You were just married and starting a family, Liam thought. The entire world was recovering from the war. Sure, you didnt think about the coins.

”The years went by, good years, Eric said. ”And then Mary died. And my life was over.

Or thats what hed thought, until Lydia came knocking at his door three months after theyd put Mary into the ground. Stan Sr. had been dead four years by then, of course. She was lonely, she said. She knew he was, too. Seemed foolish to be lonely when they lived right down the road from each other, and had known each other for so long, and at one time so well.

For four months everything was wonderful. The overwhelming ache of loneliness receded, and Lydia astonished Eric by showing him that he was still interested in s.e.x. They left Newenham separately and met in Anchorage for the Fourth of July holiday; she stowed away on the Mary M. Mary M. and they motored down to Chichagof Cape and back one sunny July week; they went over to Egegik to his grandmothers fish camp and skinny-dipped in the lagoon like they were kids again. It was a halcyon four months. and they motored down to Chichagof Cape and back one sunny July week; they went over to Egegik to his grandmothers fish camp and skinny-dipped in the lagoon like they were kids again. It was a halcyon four months.

And then he had to go and ruin things by proposing. She wouldnt marry him. She didnt want to marry again, not after Stan.

That was when he realized that Lydia really had loved Stan, that she had most probably never loved him. That was when he realized that Betsy probably was Stans child, after all. That was when he realized that Lydia hadnt waited even a month after hed joined up before she slept with another man.

He still loved her, but sneaking around, as fun as it had been in the beginning, didnt look attractive in the long term. Marriage or nothing, he said. Nothing, she said.

”That was when you went on the toot, Moses said. ”We all thought it was some kind of delayed reaction from Mary dying.

Drunk seemed to be the easiest way to get through it, so Eric did his best to drink the town dry. Even that wasnt enough.

Then they found the wreck of the C-47. And the arm. And the gold coin. The memory of the night the plane had crashed and he and Lydia had hiked up the glacier returned full-force. Hed forgotten it, until he saw the coin.

He went to her house and told her. Maybe we should tell, she said. No, he said. He was a town councilman, a city father; he had the respect of everyone in Newenham. You did until you fell down a bottle, she said. He slapped her. She slapped him back, and called him names. He grabbed her and shook her, and she fought and pulled away and tripped and fell against the counter. He was just trying to calm her down, trying to talk some sense into her. And then she was dead.

”Why did she want to tell about the gold? Liam said.

Eric looked at Moses. ”You know what she was like. A good woman, a righteous woman. She said we stole that gold. She said shed sold the coins to a collector Outside to finance Stans first seiner. She said her family was rich because of that gold, and that her children were ruined because of it. I think she thought if we told that it would reverse things somehow. I dont know how. It wasnt like we could give it back. We never knew who it belonged to in the first place, and Lydia said it was illegal for people to own gold back then so wed never be able to find out.

”What about Karen? Moses said.

Eric hung his head. ”She knew about the gold. Shed heard her mother talking to her father when she was little. All she heard was that her mother and me had found some gold when we were kids, and she decided there had to be some left, and that I knew where it was. She wanted some, and she called me to meet her at her mothers house.

”And you strangled her.

”She said such hateful things, things about her mother. Things about how her mother slept around with a hundred men and how I shouldnt think I was anything special. And then she got into details. Things about how when she was short of cash Lydia was too busy spending money on her men to give her daughter any. How Lydia had written her a check for five thousand and said that was the last of it. Then she started in again on the men, and what shed seen Lydia and Stan Sr. doing when she was a kid. And there we were, standing in the kitchen of her own mother, the woman I loved.

The woman you murdered, Liam thought.

”I was trying to rip her tongue out, tell you the truth. There was no bearing it. She had a mouth on her, that girl. He clasped tough, stringy hands together on the table. ”She just wouldnt shut up. So I shut her up.

The three men sat in silence. Outside, snow was falling softly in big fat flakes. Snow had a quality of hush like no other, Liam thought, a muting, calming influence. Peace.

”How did you know we flew up to Anchorage last night?

”What? Moses said.

Eric looked sheepish. ”Oh, h.e.l.l. I was in the bar when Wy called Bill to come stay with her boy. I figured itd be easy enough to take a shot at you on the way home. I know the flight path for the approach into the Mad Trapper; I live right under it. I took the skiff across the river and... He shrugged and dropped his head.

Moses shot to his feet and began slapping Erics head, open-palmed slaps with the full force of his arm behind them. ”You old f.u.c.k! You were shooting at my granddaughter! He started slapping with both hands. ”Get on your feet! Get up! Get up, G.o.dd.a.m.n it, so I can take a decent shot at you!

Eric cringed away.

”G.o.dd.a.m.n you, Cal, weve known each other since high school! What the h.e.l.l did you think you were doing?

”Moses. Moses. Moses! Liam came around the table and pulled Moses away. ”Knock it off. Just calm down, now.

Moses backed down, fuming.

Perfect peace, all right.

”You called him Cal, Liam said.

”Its his name, Moses snapped. ”Calvin Eric. We called him Silent Cal in school, when we were studying Coolidge.

The SC SC on Lydias calendar. Silent Cal. on Lydias calendar. Silent Cal.

”Calvin Eric Mollberg, Im arresting you for the murders of Lydia Tompkins and Karen Tompkins. You have the right to remain silent. You have the right to an attorney....

TWENTY.

”Sad, was Wys verdict.

”Pitiful, Liam said. ”You know what I hate?

They were lying in Wys bed, the infamous twin-size bed that was too short for Liam on both ends and too narrow for both of them to sleep in side by side. It wasnt a problem for either of them at the moment, but Wy had a feeling it was right around the corner. ”What do you hate?

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