Mountains of Dawn

Paul walked into Malcolm's office without knocking. "You won't believe this," he said sharply. "Tanya has disappeared and so has Kevin. They didn't tell anyone where they were going. Tanya just left a note to Judith saying she was going to be with Kevin for a while." Paul snorted and shook his head.

"Why would she do that?" Malcolm asked, turning his head away from the computer monitor. "I expected to hear from her, since I asked her to stay with Judith for two weeks, and the two weeks are long past. I thought she would at least talk to me…"

"But Malcolm…aren't you worried about her? I thought Kevin was a suspect?"

"He is. And I am worried. I've been worried about Tanya for the last three weeks." He looked at Paul, his expression full of dismay. "But I can't control my clients."

"Right…" Paul said with a sigh. "You're right."

Two days later, Paul again entered Malcolm's office without knocking. "We're in trouble, I'm afraid," he said. "Jeff Moore, Kevin's manager, was the person in charge of passing monthly payments to Tanya's foster families. The families received a cash payment and issued a receipt. That's why we couldn't trace them. Except that-in just a few cases, Jeff Moore wrote a check. I have a copy of them." Paul tossed two photocopies onto Malcolm's desk, then slumped into one of the easy chairs. "This means that Jeff Moore was in contact with Ron Withley during all those years."

"Ah, another snare," Malcolm said, looking at Paul above his reading glasses. He rose and slowly paced his office.

"Jeff Moore may not have recognized Tanya at first. Her name, when he met her at Kevin's, was Howard. But it's hard to believe he could ignore her real identity now."

"Tanya may be in danger," Malcolm said. He stopped pacing and looked out of the middle window.

"Not if she's already dead."

Malcolm's head jerked back and he stared at Paul. "How many residences does Kevin Matwin have?"

"Well, not counting the villa on the Riviera, he has two. An apartment in Toronto and a winter cottage in Quebec, near Mont Tremblant."

"And you have the address of the winter cottage?" Malcolm didn't wait for an answer. "Call the local police. Have them run a check on Kevin's residence. The man doesn't like hotels. My guess is that the two lovers are at the cottage. Get Tanya out."