The Perils of Concealed Intentions
Inspired by Sue Grafton's novel: "P" Is for Peril
Doctor Dowan Purcell had been missing for weeks and nobody had a clue about his whereabouts. We had been high school friends, and his wife, Fiona, had reached out to me, a private detective, to find him. Fiona was sure that it had something to do with Purcell's second wife, Crystal, who was now handling his nursing home affairs. Fiona was convinced that Crystal had an ulterior motive.
I began my day, visiting the nursing home where Purcell last worked. The aroma of medicine and sterile surfaces filled the air. Several staff members were tight-lipped about the Doctor's disappearance, while others seemed genuinely disturbed by his absence. My only lead came from a janitor who claimed to have seen Purcell in an intense discussion with a man the day he vanished.
My next stop was Purcell's home, a place where he hardly spent time due to his commitment towards his patients. A stack of unpaid bills and a message on his answering machine from a debt collector was all I found. Debt trouble, I thought, but would it drive a man like Purcell to disappear?
The following day, I visited Crystal. Her red eyes and the way she fumbled with her necklace when talking about Purcell's disappearance suggested she wasn't entirely at ease. I asked her about the man the janitor had seen with the Doctor. She claimed ignorance, but a flicker of recognition in her eyes told me otherwise.
It was a slow day back at the office when a package arrived. Inside was a recording of a heated conversation between Purcell and a man about funds being embezzled from the nursing home. Was this the same man the janitor had seen? The voice sounded familiar but I couldn't place it.
I delved into the nursing home's financial records and found a trail of misappropriated funds. It all led back to a shell company controlled by the same man in the recording. With some more digging, I traced the voice to a former nursing home employee named Roger.
Confronting Roger was a whole different level of peril. The man had nothing to lose and it was clear he wouldn't go quietly. When challenged about his involvement in the funds misappropriation and Purcell’s disappearance, bitterness filled the room. But his hasty confession of having an argument with Purcell over the embezzlement scheme hinted at guilt, although he staunchly denied harming Purcell.
In the end, it turned out to be more than a case of vanished person. It was a tale of deceit, avarice and power. Crystal had known about Roger's activities, but her involvement remained unclear. The mystery of Purcell's whereabouts lingered, a haunting reminder of the perils lurking in the corners of human intents and secrets.