Page 135 of State of Alert

“Downstairs?”

“The city jail is in the basement.”

“Yeah, hard pass on that.”

“Are you waiving your right to an attorney in this matter?”

“For now. Yes.”

“Please let the record show that Mr. Frank Myerson has waived his right to legal representation in the homicide case of his wife, Elaine Myerson.”

“Let the record show that I did not kill my wife.”

“As their only living parent, shouldn’t you know where your minor children are?”

“They’re not babies! I don’t have to know where they are every second of every day.”

“Elaine would be so disappointed in you.”

His eyes flashed with barely concealed rage. “Don’t you speak of her as if you knew her.”

“I know her pretty well after the last few days, and it seems to me that she knew exactly where her kids were at all times.”

“That was our biggest problem! She never gave them an ounce of independence or freedom.”

“Is that why they decided to kill her?”

“They did not kill her!”

“What’s the plate number on the car Zoe is driving?”

His face went blank for a second. “The plate number?”

“Yes, the number on the license plate.”

“I… I don’t know that off the top of my head.”

“What make, model and year is it?”

“It’s a silver BMW SUV. I think it’s two years old.”

“Registered in the District?”

“Yes.”

“Detective Cruz, can you please get the plate number and put out a BOLO alert to all local departments?”

“Yep.”

“What’s a BOLO alert?” Frank said as Freddie left the room.

“Be on the lookout.”

“For what?”

“For the car and the people in it.”

“Is this what you do when your investigation is going nowhere fast? You focus on the family of the victim?”

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