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at least, I do, because Emily falls asleep on my shoulder in less than five minutes. I watch it to the end for pointers, although other than being incredibly indulgent with his manic baby girl, I can’t see that good ole Bruce does anything I wouldn’t do. But after Emily nods off, I pull my black book of ideas out of my bag and add several spy-themed scenes to my list of games to play with Emily.

Once the movie’s finished, I turn off all the lights, tuck Emily against my side, and watch the glow of the Los Angeles skyline play over the soft curves of her face as she sleeps. When I close my eyes, it’s that image that I carry into my dreams, and not any of the others that have twisted behind my eyes today.

* * *

My first interview of the morning, with Jay MacDonald, establishes two things: one, he’s not in the lifestyle, and two, if this were a murder investigation, he’d be the prime suspect. The receptionist, who patches me through to him when I tell her who I am, answers his phone: β€œVice President Jay MacDonald’s office.”

That’s not the title Reggie Black gave me; looks like MacDonald got a promotion out of Black’s death.

But I don’t mention it. This isn’t a murder investigation. Black died from complications from taking an illegal drug, and my focus is on how he got the drugs that killed him, not why anyone would want him dead. Although I suppose it’s remotely possible his assistant gave him the drug to off him, it seems a big stretch, given the four other victims.

β€œSo, you weren’t ever on the ship,” I say, after MacDonald tells me he flew to Puerto Vallarta to meet Black, stayed overnight to help pitch one of the Mexican telecom prospects, and flew back.

β€œNo,” MacDonald confirms. β€œAfter the pitch, Bill and I had a late lunch to go over some things that had come up while he was on vacation. He was going to do a little shopping before he went back to the ship, so I took a taxi to Guadalajara.”

β€œWhat time did you return to Los Angeles?”

β€œMy flight got in at ten. Lousy flight. I went straight to bed and was back at the office the next morning. I was working on a big presentation for a client in Texas and taking two days off to fill in for Chris really fucked things up. But we got it done. Our group secretary, Beck, was here with me over the weekend. She can corroborate all of this. Plenty of my coworkers were in over the weekend, too.”

There it is again: the need of the innocent to justify themselves. I don’t actually believe MacDonald had anything to do with Black’s death, but if this were a murder investigation, and if I was a homicide cop, my Spidey-sense would be tingling.

I note down the times while Emily watches, seemingly fascinated. She’s been such a good girl this morning, bubbly and chatty at breakfast as she wheedled her way into listening to my interviews, sweetly submissive since we’ve returned to the room, even getting permission before coming up on the couch to sit with me, although I haven’t put her in High Protocol.

β€œRecruitment sounds like a high-pressure job,” I observe, to give MacDonald an opening.

β€œIt is. Long hours and a lot of travel. But it’s addictive. I got into it through a summer internship. I was in the mailroom, if you can believe it, but before the summer was out, I knew I wanted to be an executive recruiter. I changed my major, got a business degree, and got damn lucky when Bill hired me out of a call center. That was a sweat shop, let me tell you.”

I’m not interested in him telling me, not about that. Time to get him focused. β€œMm-hmm. I understand that Mr. Black had a minor heart attack a few years ago. Were you aware of that?”

β€œYes. He was off work for several weeks. Not that he stopped working. He wanted me to send him candidate profiles to look at while he was still in the hospital. Reggie put a stop to that, but she couldn’t get him to retire. None of us could.”

β€œWere you concerned about his health?”

β€œNot concerned, no. Bill seemed pretty healthy. But our travel schedule is no joke. Bill got bronchitis while we were in Hong Kong last year and it took him weeks to shake it. I think he had to go on three different courses of antibiotics. I remember lying in a hotel room in New York listening to him cough through the wall. He coughed all night. The kind of travel we do, it takes its toll. Great frequent flyer miles, though.”

β€œYup, I appreciate those, too.” I chuckle, to play along and build rapport, before I throw in one of the hard questions. β€œOther than antibiotics, did you ever see Bill take any medications?”

β€œSure. Bill took painkillers pretty frequently. Sitting in front of a computer, in airplane seats and conference rooms, running for taxis, it does a number on your back. I always drove when we traveled because Bill didn’t like driving when he was on Oxy.”

β€œWhat about non-prescription pills?”

β€œWhat, like drugs? Sure, Bill toked. It’s not illegal now, you know.”

I know. β€œDid Bill mention taking anything while you were in Mexico? Oxy or something he got on the boat?”

β€œYes, actually. He said the cruise hadn’t been as relaxing as he’d hoped, which didn’t surprise me since he’d done four pitches in eight days. Not really a vacation, is it?”

β€œNot much of one,” I agree. β€œWhat did he say he’d taken?”

β€œI don’t think he said. Just that the cruise hadn’t been relaxing and he planned to spend his last two nights on the cruise really chilling out with a little pink friend. That’s what he called it, a pink friend.”

I note that. β€œDid you know what the pink friend was?”

β€œI assumed it was Opana,

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