“Slater wanted to see the parents at the same time because having all family members together allowed him to study the family dynamics, but Kenneth Johnston was tied up in a board meeting, and their son wasn’t due home from school until after his 11:00 lunch period. The two detectives drove to the victim’s home at Granite Pointe, a gated community that lay at the outskirts of the city proper. They stopped to identify themselves at the gate and waited while a cadaverously thin guard checked their... names against a list on his clip-board. “Go right on through, sir,” the uniformed man directed. “The Johnstons are on Briarwood Court. Turn left at the first street, that’s Oak, then down two blocks and right onto Briarwood, 1604. Have a good day, sir.” “A little heavy on the formality for my taste,” Slater remarked as Matt Bauer eased the car through the barrier. “Rich folks don’t want the wrong kinda kids poppin’ wheelies on their streets, I guess.” “You couldn’t even squeeze a skateboard through those gates.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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