Free What's Left is Right: Book two of The Detective Bill Ross Crime Series by Irving Munro Page B

because Buzz talked to the spirits and they guided us in our work. When other teams would try to wind us up with talk of spirit guidance, Buzz would just smile and walk away. Good man, Buzz!”
    “I read about the Native Indians in World War II who communicated with each other using a code based on the Navajo language. I also saw the movie that was made about them called Wind Talkers ,” said Bill.
    “Buzz was nothing like that. The only conversation he had in his native language was with dead people, the spirits of his ancestors.”
    “And Joe Nichol ever hear anything about him?”
    “Another pit bull was Joe! He was Scots/Irish from Boston. Haven’t kept in touch with him either. He’s probably breaking heads in some Irish bar in Boston, and good luck to him.”
    That was all Bill learned from Martin Peters. He ended the call and there were no niceties at the end, no offer to “call again if you need more information.”
    Bill concluded that Martin would probably not even take another call. He wanted to be left alone with his memories. He had taken this one call because his ex-commanding officer had made a specific request.
    Bill sat back in his home office and stared at the ceiling. There were originally six members of the Spirit Riders and two were now dead. One lived in Britain, one in Australia and the other two, who knows? They could be living somewhere in the U.S. or elsewhere or they could be dead also. One of them, a First Nation Native Indian, could have met his demise on a cold night at Whispering Hollow on the shores of Lake Travis.

Chapter 14: It’s Mike Muguara
    “So why would he use the name Raul Hernandez?” asked Tommy.
    They were all back in the conference room for the morning briefing.
    “I don’t know, Tommy, it might have been the first name that popped into his head when Martha Goldman asked him for his name, or it might have been pre-planned for some reason that he chose to use the name of a fallen comrade as a cover. Don’t know, but we need to find out. I think we should write up on the board RAUL HERNANDEZ - COVER NAME?”
    “So let’s hypothesize that the deceased is this Mike Muguara. We still don’t know why he bought new clothes in Houston with cash. Who walks around with $4,000 in cash on them? We’ve also made no progress on the BMW connection. Any ideas?” said Tommy.
    “I think we need to check out the bigwig banker connection that Martin Peters made reference to,” said Marie. “He could have been saying he was the son of a banker for effect, but as Martin said there was no room for egos on that team, so why say something like that unless it was true? I can take that one if y’all are in agreement. I have friends in Houston and I can go down there and see if I can find a link.”
    “Sounds like a good plan, Marie,” said Tommy. “So let’s write on the board HOUSTON BANKER? ”
    “I need to work on the BMW connection,” said Bill. “I need to look at other rental companies. He may not have rented it at all, he may have bought it, and if so, we have no idea how old it is, what model, what color, nothing to go on, really. We need to catch a break or this could end up as another dead end.”
    “Let me split the work with you on the car rental companies. That sounds like a two-man job dad.”
    ~
    While Tommy and Bill went off to try and track down the BMW, Marie accessed the LinkedIn business networking service on the Internet. She started with the “Find People” search and then refined that search by using filters. She keyed in Banking, Investment Banking, Houston, and VP and got twenty-three hits. She started calling.
    The first three calls were dead ends. The fourth call was to a Yolanda P. Hernandez, vice president and head of commercial operations for Crocker Bank.
    “Ms. Hernandez’ office.”
    “This is Detective Marie Mason of the Travis County Police Department. May I speak with Ms. Hernandez, please?”
    “She is in a meeting right now with