Also, according to a different court, there had been another filing to dissolve the same partnership, but in an entirely different way. This action though, was given to the clerk of court one day prior to the petition dissolving the business partnership. He knew it was coming.
The filing in this court would automatically lock the finances of the parties involved. It essentially delayed the actions of any and all subsequent legal arguments. But since it was not a business transaction, the business partnership could continue to function until the court made it’s decision. This court filing was used to protect the petitioner and to infuriate the respondent.
The third company was financially sound but with much less cash flow. It was a simple partnership with equal interests of ownership. This one though had none of the crazy by-laws to dissolve the partnership like the previous company. It’s cash flow was smaller but the partners were putting every spare dollar back into the company causing it to grow twenty percent in the past two quarters alone.
The forensic accountant’s reports confirmed the two suspects I already had. Right now it was a toss up of who was responsible for the killing. Being responsible doesn’t mean they were the actual killer. If I find one, I’ll find the other.
It was time to start rattling cages. Time was running short and I wanted to finish this up before my last day on the job.
I went by the office of the one company to talk to one of my suspects. The receptionist couldn’t tell me where the man was, also telling me he’s been acting strange lately.
Sounded like he was getting ready to run.
I drove over to the residence of John Hugh and parked far enough away to make sure he wouldn’t notice me. While sitting there I observed Mr. Hugh and another man having what appeared to be a heated conversation. I recognized the man arguing with John Hugh immediately. There was an outstanding arrest warrant for the guy because his finger prints were at both Frank’s house and his motel room.
Calling in for back up I warned the responding patrol to come in silent. They made the radio call when they were less than one block out. That was my queue to roll up and surprise the wonder twins. Needles to say, one shit bricks and ran while the other reached for a gun. He suffered only a flesh wound. I called for an ambulance while the two uniforms cuffed Mr. Hugh who actually made it about one half block.
After a trip to the hospital so the doctor could put a Band Aid on the idiot’s boo boo, he and I went to join the runner at the station house. I spent the next several hours in interrogation talking about current events. Band Aid man refused to talk so I spent a little quality time with Mr. Hugh. It didn’t take long before he spilled his guts…all over the floor.
After his lawyer and the District Attorney had a short conversation a deal was struck. The information he provided virtually guaranteed his next ten to twenty years would be spent in prison. He admitted he hired the hit man as a last resort because Plan A ran out of time and he was out maneuvered. He panicked and went to Plan B.