Rizzles Story

Chapter 35

The Next Morning-Friday: At BPD

Maura: All right. Okay, bring her in, Claire.

Jane: I just need you to confirm this is Rodney Boyce.

Mr.Lazar: My god. Yes, it's Rodney. He's a, uh, temp worker, but we were gonna offer him a position. So much promise, that kid. First in, last out every day.

Jane: We've been unable to locate his family. The only I.D. He had on him was his employee card.

Mr.Lazar: I think he was from Wisconsin. I'll check my records.

Jane: Okay. What, uh, was the nature of his work at lazar software?

Mr.Lazar: Whatever needed doing. He was there to learn.

Jane: About?

Mr.Lazar: Oh, small business- in my case, software- inventory and billing systems. I could tell you more, but it usually clears dinner parties.

Jane: If you could get us the personal information, we'll handle notifying the family. Thank you for coming in, Mr.Lazar.

Jill walks in.

Jill: So I just subpoenaed the personnel records of 250 bart employees. If any one of them so much as threatened a subway rat, I'll know about it. Where are you guys?

Maura: Buried, but I can tell you that the shoe print is a rubber outsoled army boot, which doesn't exactly narrow the field.

Jill: I also pulled a court record on carlos fuentes. Nothing much. Some gang activity in his youth. Um, he chose army over prison when he got busted.

Jane: Where he performed well and got glowing reports. I spoke to his company commander. I have yet to notify his next of kin.

Jill: God, it's so sad. He survived gangs in his youth, survived I.E.D.s over there talk about life's not fair.

Jane: What about Noreen Davenport?

Maura: Some really good work on her face, easily 50, and the blouse costs as much as the extension on my house.

Jane: So why is she riding the train? Who I.D.'d the body?

Claire: Her sister, who mentioned an ex-husband, and it did not sound like an amicable split.

Jane: It's worth checking out. And speaking of exes, Tom is hoping that we can eliminate the spree killer idea A.S.A.P. Is there any way that you can help me out with that?

Maura: Well, sure, if you don't need, I don't know, facts to back it up.

Jane: The bart is up and running, but people are too scared to ride it. The city is shutting down from gridlock. Department of transportation is having a meltdown.

Maura: Well, I can't give you what I don't have.

Jane: I know. Okay, thanks.

With Korsak

Jane: Come on, where'd you get the address?

Korsak: Tom has a snitch in los santos, carlos' former gang. Say fuentes has a brother living here-alberto. He's the only next of kin I could find. And don't look at me like I'm cheating on you 'cause I talk to Tom.

Jane: Well, have I not said that Tom and I are good?

Korsak: Your turn.

Jane: Oh, god, I hate notifying family. I don't even deal well with my own pain.
Mr.Fuentes? Anybody home?

Korsak: Let's check around back. A canine welcoming committee.

Jane: Door's open. Mr. Fuentes? Boston police department. Can we talk to you?