simply stopped eating because it became too difficult to order food?â
âItâs possible although not likely. His death occurred almost two years after the last time I saw him. I donât know whether his condition was the same or had deteriorated. I donât know if he kept up with his medication. Iâm aware that his sister didnât believe he died a natural death or a self-inflicted death, but I understand there was no evidence of anything else. May I ask why youâre investigating his death so many years later?â
Jane and Defino exchanged a glance. âWhy weâre investigating is because Mrs. Constantine has put pressure on the police department to find a killer. Why itâs so long after his death is that sheâs been trying for years to reopen the case, and apparently she succeeded recently.â
âIt sounds as though you consider this a wild-goose chase.â
âWeâve been assigned the case, Doctor. Weâre pursuing it.â
âI see. Well,ââhe paused to take a sip of coffeeâânot having seen Mr. Stratton for nearly two years at the time of his death, I canât say anything definitive. Yes, he could have become despondent, especially if he stopped taking his medication, and he may have gradually stopped eating. This is pure speculation, you understand.â
âHis sister told us he was a poet.â
âThatâs in my notes. He considered himself a writer, a thinker, a philosopher if you will. He hoped to teach one day.â He looked down at the paper in the thin file. âThere isnât much I can tell you.â
âWhatâs your opinion of Mrs. Constantine?â Defino asked.
âDevoted, concerned, willful, opinionated. The Stratton family has a lot of money and paid handsomely for the clinic Anderson had been in. She was willing to do whatever it took to give her brother a normal life.â
âThanks, Doctor.â
He rose and shook their hands. As they turned to leave, he reached for the
New York Times
and pulled it over near his coffee.
They had lunch and took the subway back to Centre Street. MacHovec was at his desk, back from his morning of digging in the files at Social Services.
âGot something?â Jane asked, taking off her coat.
âSocial Services had Stratton under their wing. He wasnât always nice to them, from what I saw in the file. He pissed them off so they kept transferring his case from one social worker to another. Most of the time he wouldnât let them in, but I gather he was a loner.â
âWhat are you leading up to?â Jane asked, sensing a kicker in all this.
âWell, looks like they sent a supervisor over and she worked her way into the apartment and maybe into his heart.â
âShe have a name?â
âErica Rinzler.â
âNot a
B
anywhere.â
âAnd sheâs gone. Want to guess when she left?â
âWhen Stratton died.â
âYou got it.â
âEllis tells me youâve got something.â The whip stood in the doorway. An hour earlier, Jane had spoken to Lieutenant McElroy about the missing Social Services supervisor, whose name appeared on no local phone lists including suburbs of New York, New Jersey, and Connecticut.
âSomething very thin, Captain Sean?â
MacHovec cleared his throat. âThey went through a bunch of caseworkers that Stratton either ignored or tossed out on their ear. So they tried a supervisor, Erica Rinzler, and that seemed to work. She documented visits on a regular basis and said he was doing OK. She left the department sometime after Strattonâs body was discovered.â
âWhen was her last visit?â
âAbout two weeks before the body was found.â
âAnd he was dead for a while when the call came in.â Graves took the sheet of notes from MacHovec. âLooks like she visited every two weeks. That would mean he was alive two