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Chapter Five

Lacey’s face had gone pale, and her gray eyes flicked up to meet Jim’s. Whatever she’d just heard over the phone had been a gut punch. “What happened?”

Jim eased quietly away from the sink and sat in the chair across the table from her, trying to guess the other end of the phone conversation by reading Lacey’s expression. But she had recovered quickly from the shock of whatever she’d just been told over the phone and now sat composed and quiet, only a faint flicker of emotion in her eyes betraying her inner turmoil.

“I see,” she said a moment later. “Of course. You want to see me tonight?”

Jim glanced at the clock on the wall over the table. It was eight-thirty. If someone was planning to meet with Lacey this late in the evening, something pretty significant must have happened.

But what?

“I’ll be here,” Lacey said finally before she ended the call and set her cell phone on the table in front of her, looking at it for a moment as if it was a dangerous beast she expected to strike.

“Are you okay?” Jim asked.

She looked up at him. “The man I was supposed to meet tonight was murdered.”

Jim’s gut tightened. “My God.”

“He was found at a parking deck on Virginia Avenue, near the memorial, shortly after seven.” She passed a hand over her eyes. “The police didn’t give me any details, really. But a detective wants to talk to me tonight. Since I was the last person to call Ken on his cell phone.”

“I’m sorry about your friend.”

She shook her head as if to ward off his sympathy. “It wasn’t like we were close. He was a source for some stories I did in the past.”

“He had a new tip or something? Is that why he wanted to meet you tonight?” Jim tried not to sound too eager for her answer.

“Something like that,” she answered vaguely, sounding distracted.