Chapter 6

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“Well, this has been anticlimactic,” Cole said just after nine, when James had left for the day.

Gideon smiled. “That’s often the case when you plan things down to the final detail. The perps have no clue it’s happened and go their own merry way.”

“If that’s what they did, how the hell are we going to find them?”

“For starters, we do this again tomorrow. They may be holding off until they think it’s safe to show their faces. When they realize Elliot’s murder didn’t make the news and that no one saw them, then they’ll come out of the woodwork. So do whatever you do before you leave, set the alarm, then I’ll follow you home.”

The fact Gideon suggested the last part made Cole tense up again. And here I was beginning to relax, figuring I had until I got back here tomorrow before I had to start worrying again.

“I doubt they’re out there, waiting to waylay you,” Gideon said, obviously having picked up on Cole’s renewed fears. “But I’d rather be safe than sorry.”