“I have a tip on those bank robberies in Tacoma,” the man said.
“Okay, what’s your name, sir?” I knew who the phone was register, but that didn’t mean it was Mr. Fitzsimmons I was speaking to. And if it was Mr. Fitzsimmons and he wanted to be anonymous, I could maintain that fiction for him.
“Uh, Brandon Fitzsimmons,” he answered. “Listen, this guy, his name is Mark Glassner. He’s … shacked up with my wife.”
“Uh huh, and what’s your wife’s name?” I asked, typing away.
“Desiree.” He paused. “This guy, Mark, he’s a bad guy. Really dangerous. He’s got lots of weapons. He’s showed them to me. He boasted about how he would love to kill a cop.”
“Really, and where is he staying?”
“At my house 2936 Mountain View Court SE, Puyallup, WA 98374. He’s really dangerous.”
To be continued …