“There’s this case that Rivi wants to take,” Ezra admits. “I can already tell that it’s going to take over her life”
“Born 1959. Died 1994, we think, aged thirty-five. I don’t know what else the police discovered from the body, so that’s all we have to go on,” Penina reports. “Ephraim Cohen, his father, was pretty involved in local government. He has some medal displayed in Town Hall, if you want to check that out.”
“Eventually. I think we’ll probably get more out of investigating Avigdor himself.” Gabe disconnects his phone from Rivi’s car as he parks, switching it to speaker for a minute. “Did you find anything else about his schooling?”
“Just that he graduated from elementary school at Yeshivas Ner Mordechai here. High school… high school….” Penina pauses.
Over the phone, Gabe can hear the sound of fingers against a keyboard, then a few clicks before a sudden breath of victory. “He didn’t graduate from high school in Lenape Falls,” she says. “At least, I don’t see him on any online records. But what I did find is that one Avigdor Cohen spearheaded a local yeshivah’s food drive in Bearwood, New York.”
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