he d claimed to be their great friend, sociable, gregarious, larger than life. then said his neighbors, once chris was arrested, he seemed nervous. and now he was gone. and so they wondered, was david novak running from something? the loft friends began re-examining all those stories told them over the years, particularly those about his criminal past. started comparing notes and stories and it becomes clear, wow, david told me a different version of that. he d been lying, to put it rather bluntly. certainly not full truths. the brief prison term for mail fraud novak told them he served, turns out there was more to that story, a lot more. novak confessed to a con that played out like a cinematic thriller. he used a private flying club he owned to run an insurance cam. then as it caught up to him, he attempted to escape by faking his own death. ditched his airplane in puget sound.
she can be an absent minded dingbat. remember the day the police took apart her loft? they took apart my toaster. she watched intently as the officer looked in the empty .9 millimeter gun case. i was sitting next to her. no test fired gun casing, she said. i don t mean to sound cynical, but i know it wasn t there. only possible conclusion, said bianca, it was her accusation, the sandy police must have planted the shell casing in order to look chris missing gun to the crime scene. one thing that will be hard for people to accept is the idea that this detective would do something as unethical as plant evidence. it was not there. i know that. the sandy police department categorically denied the accusation. but as those loft friends heard
the sandy police department categorically denied the accusation. but as those loft friends heard more of chris wright s side of the story from bianca, they became convinced, he was innocent. there were so many parts of the puzzle that were not adding up. unless, they reasoned, unless someone they knew very well wanted chris to take the fall. a dark suspicion wafted through the corridors of that old chocolate factory. perhaps the police, they said, arrested the wrong neighbor. he had the perfect patsy in christopher. the neighbor started comparing notes and realized someone in their circle was not who he seemed. coming up we were astounded. i remember saying to him, what? when suspicion continues.
you ve put all this money into your loft, you ve got all this investment here, why are you leaving? he said, it s just time to go. he d claimed to be their great friend, sociable, gregarious, larger than life. then said his neighbors, once chris was arrested, he seemed nervous. and now he was gone. and so they wondered, was david novak running from something? the loft friends began re-examining all those stories told them over the years, particularly those about his criminal past. started comparing notes and stories and it becomes clear, wow, david told me a different version of that. he d been lying, to put it rather bluntly. certainly not full truths. the brief prison term for mail fraud novak told them he served, turns out there was more to that story, a lot more. novak confessed to a con that played out like a cinematic thriller. he used a private flying club he owned to run an insurance cam. then as it caught up to him, he
attempted to escape by faking his own death. ditched his airplane in puget sound. he faked his death in order to avoid insurance audit. that was not a crime of passion. that was a crime of calculation. or so the loft friends believed, and if that was true, what might he have done here in salt lake? they re suspicion only grew when the friends found out novak left town without mentioning it was he who fingered chris in that surveillance photo. did he ever tell you, i identified christopher as the guy who bought the cell phone? no. of course that prepaid cell phone was the very clue that led police to chris, a phone which chris bought, said bianca. after novak assured him. novak had said that this guy routinely used these throwaway phones. what s more, said beyaunk bi chris could not have left the