Manor couldn’t refrain, “I can’t wait!” His eyes and face suddenly lit up. “Dr. Greg put in a good word for me, and I appreciate it…”he stopped and Manor knew it had hit him again, the lost, the emptiness, the graciousness that was Dr. Greg and knew beyond the shadow of a doubt he had nothing to do with Dr. Greg’s demise.

Detective Manor was pleased they were closing in on the culprit and nothing made him happier than getting his man and closing his case.

From the outset Manor was sure the motive was drug-related. The crime scene gave no indication a struggle had transpired and Dr. Greg didn’t have any defensive wounds which indicated it wasn’t a premeditated crime or even a crime of passion, but rather, a crime of circumstance. He may have cased the clinic in advance biding his time until everyone had gone and with the parking lot empty, decided to make his move. He probably figured it was an easy mark but found Dr. Greg there. The timing fit with the M.E.’s findings.

Why was Dr. Greg there that time of the night? Was he meeting a patient and where was his truck? Grove stated the only vehicle he’d seen was the green ford Taurus. According to DMV, Dr. Greg owned a truck, but it wasn’t at the clinic or his home.

Picking up his phone, he called Jenna. “Miss Montgomery, Detective Manor. I’ve been going over the files and wondered how regularly Dr. Greg used his truck? “

“Besides being beautiful and his pride and joy, he took great pleasure in driving around the countryside in it and…” the memory had her hiccuping as emotion clogged her throat, “he’d talk to anyone who would listen about that truck. It stood out; it was a bright red 1951 Ford F1 Pick up with wide whitewall tires and he doted on that truck. “

“Although he rarely allowed anyone else to drive it, I wonder if he loaned Marty the truck for his trip. It’s definitely something he would do. I can’t imagine someone stealing it and thinking they’d get away with it because everyone knew it belonged to Dr. Greg, it stood out, ” after a quick pause she added, “Marty had a vehicle, but it was in the shop for over a week for repairs.”

“Good thinking and a great lead come to think of it. I’ll check on that asap,” Manor promised. “Thanks.”

The minute he hung up, he drove to Marty Harris’s house and parked beside Dr. Greg’s truck; and Jenna was right, it was a beauty.”

Marty Harris answered the know almost immediately. The second he introduced himself Marty’s eyes watered. “I should have been here, it wouldn’t have happened. I could have done something, stopped it.”

“Mr. Harris, it’s not on you, it’s on the perp and only the perp. We’re going to get him! We were wondering where his truck had disappeared to. Glad to see it was in good hands!”

“Can I drive it back to his house? I’m not sure what the protocol is, Whether it’s still ensured…”

“Best bet, Marty. If you’d like, I can accompany you so you dont have to find a way back. Up to you.”

“Thanks, I’d appreciate that.”

They dropped the truck off at Greg’s house and on the drive back to Marty’s, Manor asked, “Got any ideas on who could be involved? You know, heard anything about anyone acting strangely lately, high or looking for drugs? Anyone approach you say to find out if you had any connections through the clinic?”

Shocked Marty asked, “You think it was drug related?”

“I do.”

“No. No one said anything to me, not that I’d listen anyway. Dr. Greg did say he was worried about this one guy who brought in a dog, looked pretty scruffy, the guy and the dog and Dr. Greg said he wasn’t going to be involved anymore, said he thought there was something shady about the dude and was going to suggest he find another vet cause…”

“Did Dr. Greg get antsy often?”

“No, it was the first time I ever saw him look uncomfortable. He took most things in stride.”

“He took me on, and that was quite the deal. He didn’t have to, but he did. So nothing much scared him. He handled most everything with grace and aplomb.”

“When Marty went to get out of the car, Manor said, “Thanks Marty. |If you hear anything or remember anything that might be helpful, please contact me right away. Here’s a number you can reach me at.”

“I’ll do that! If there’s any way I can help you can rest assured, I will.”

“Just don’t put yourself in harms way; that won’t help anyone. Dr. Greg would want to know your safe and getting on with your life. I hear your entering courses in Newtown.”

Manor couldn’t refrain, “I can’t wait!” His eyes and face suddenly lit up. “Dr. Greg put in a good word for me, and I appreciate it…” he stopped and Manor knew it had hit him again, the lost, the emptiness, the graciousness that was Dr. Greg and knew beyond the shadow of a doubt he had nothing to do with Dr. Greg’s demise.

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