“Something like that. I thought—or rather I hoped—that we could come to an understanding.”
“An understanding.”
“Yes.”
“Like the one you claimed to have with my father.”
His eyes stayed on the surf, but a smile played with the corner of his lips. “Something like that.”
Kat wasn’t sure how to react to that. “Why now?” she asked.
He lifted his drink and brought it to his lips.
“You could have told me this years ago, if you thought it would lead to”—air quotes—“‘an understanding.’ So why now?”
“Things have changed.”
“In what way?”
“A dear friend has passed away.”
“Monte Leburne?”
Cozone took another sip of his drink. “You’re tough, Kat. I’ll give you that.”
She didn’t bother responding.
“You loved your father dearly, didn’t you?”
“I’m not here to talk about me or my feelings.”
“Fair enough. You asked why I told you this now. It is because Monte Leburne is now dead.”
“But he confessed to the killing.”
“Indeed. He also said that I had nothing to do with it.”
“Right, but he also said you had nothing to do with the other two hits. Are you going to deny those too?”
He turned his head toward her just a little bit. His face hardened. “I’m not here to talk about the other two. Not in any way. Do you understand my meaning?”
She did. He wasn’t confessing, but then again, as opposed to her father, he wasn’t denying it either. The message was clear: Yeah, I did those two, but not your dad.
But that didn’t mean she had to believe him.
Cozone wanted her off his back. That was the point of all this. He would spin any tale to get his way.
“What I’m going to tell you now is confidential,” Cozone said. “Are we clear on that?”
Kat nodded because, again, it didn’t matter. If he gave her information and she needed to use it, her quasi promise to a prominent killer wouldn’t stop her. He probably knew that too.
“Let’s travel back in time, shall we? To the day Monte Leburne was arrested. You see, when the feds nabbed Monte, I was somewhat worried. No reason to talk about why. Monte had always been one of my most loyal employees. I reached out to him immediately.”
“How? He was in isolation.”
He frowned. “Please.”
He was right. Cozone would have his connections. It was also irrelevant.
“Anyway, I promised Monte that if he continued to be the loyal employee I knew that he was, his family would receive a generous compensation package.”
A bribe. “And if he didn’t stay loyal?”
“We don’t need to go into hypotheticals, Kat, do we?”
He looked at her.
“I guess not.”
“Besides, even with strong threats, many employees have sold out their bosses to better their own lot. I hoped to discourage Monte Leburne from doing that with a carrot rather than a stick.”
“Seems you were successful.”
“Yes, I was. But it didn’t work out exactly as I had planned.”
“How so?”
Cozone started to twist a ring around his finger. “As you probably know, Monte Leburne was originally arrested on charges involving two homicides.”
“Right.”
“He asked me for permission to confess to a third.”
Kat just sat there for a moment. She waited for him to say more, but he suddenly seemed exhausted. “Why would he do that?”
“Because it didn’t matter. He had a life sentence.”
“Still. He didn’t confess for the fun of it.”
“No, he didn’t.”
“So why?”
“Let me explain why we haven’t talked before. Part of my arrangement with Monte Leburne was that it would remain between the two of us. I won’t hand you a line about honor among thieves, but I want you to understand. I couldn’t say anything because I was sworn to secrecy. If I did, I would be betraying a loyal employee.”
“Who might in return change his mind about not implicating you.”
“The pragmatic is always a consideration,” Cozone agreed. “But mostly, I wanted to demonstrate to Monte and to my other employees that I am a man of my word.”
“And now?”
Cozone shrugged. “He’s dead. The agreement is therefore null and void.”
“So you’re free to talk.”
“If I wish. Naturally, I would prefer that you kept this between us. You’ve always believed that I killed your father. I am here to tell you that I didn’t.”
She asked the obvious: “Who did?”
“I don’t know.”
“Did Leburne have anything to do with it?”
“No.”
“Do you know why he confessed?”