February 1, 2010
Later that night, Jack, Jr. followed Elmo’s path and saw the motor mounts and bolts laying on the side of the road. He picked them up and put them in a dumpster behind a restaurant a few miles away.
February 6, 2010.
“Where are the motor mounts and the bolts?”, the technician asked the officer. “We picked up everything at the scene”, the officer said. “The motor mounts would have been several miles back, could you go back and look for them?”, the tech replied. “Sure” said the officer. After calling Elmo and retracing the route, he found no motor mounts, no bolts, no nothing. Somebody probably saw them as used parts to sell on ebay, he thought. He called the technician, they’re gone. “Thanks”, the tech replied. He looked at the bottom and it was clear that a rusty motor mount had been installed on the bottom of this car, much older than the rest of the body and it left an impression. “Barry can you come over here for a second, look at this on the bottom of this car, do you see what I see?”, the tech asked. “Yeah rust stains from where the motor mounts were, someone installed bad mounts on this car”, Barry replied. “So, somebody is trying to kill somebody”, the tech answered, “better forward that to the detectives.”
Detective Black was rather boring personality. Not the high energy types that you see on television. He is studious, insightful, instinctive, and experienced. He has been around the block many a time as he nears his retirement. At 55, he’s a bit arthritic, a bit laconic, and a bit overweight, those sausage sandwiches take their toll. He also smokes which makes him a heart attack waiting to happen. But if there is a tough case, he’s the go to guy. The Lieutenant called him into his office, “Maurice, I’ve got a stumper here. Jack Jenkins’ car was tampered with. The motor mounts were replaced on it, they failed and the car crashed while his driver was running an errand. We need to find out whether it was vandalism or whether someone’s trying to kill him”, the Lieutenant said emphatically. “My bet is on murder – find a jealous husband, and you’ve probably figured it out. The guy is a walking cougar magnet.”
Later that day, “Hello, Mr. Jenkins, this is Detective Black, I would like to come and interview you about the accident your driver was in.” “Thanks, I’d come to you, but I’m banned from driving due to a little indiscretion last fall and my driver is in the hospital”, Jack, Sr. responded. “How about 5 p.m. this evening”, the Detective responded not wanting the trail to get any colder. “Fine with me”, Jack said, “and I’ll hold off on the martini until later”.