It didn’t take much to convince the authorities that the whole thing was simply a series of improbable coincidences. No one questioned Don Curran’s motives in driving a stolen semi filled with seven thousand gallons of gasoline into the mall, thus blowing it to pieces. He had, after all, lost both his wife and his only child within a short period of time. It was enough to unhinge anybody. Several insurance companies squabbled with each other over who was responsible for what. There was the company that insured the mall, of course, and the one that covered the truck. Then there were life insurance policies on both Curran and Hicks as well as the firm that had written the policy on Birrell’s boat. A lot of folks figured the entire fiscal mess would never be straightened out. The few citizens of Trinidad who did know what had transpired weren’t talking. Even to each other. But they spent a great deal of time looking over their shoulders whenever they went shopping.
