She decides to come at it from a different angle. And to pretend she doesn’t have the information Kore already gave her.

‘What happened on Saturday? I actually stopped by for a minute, but then some of you left and went back to the villa with Luna. Why was that?’

‘We needed to have a talk. We were supposed to be celebrating being done, but then Luna started going on about including one of Leo’s songs instead of one we’d already recorded. I was pissed off about it, felt it was something that should be discussed in private. So Billy drove her, Kore, Leo, and me down to Frisel while the rest of the gang stayed here and partied on.’

‘Did you have a fight?’

Brynn shrugs again.

‘A spat, I guess you might call it. Mostly me and Luna, the others kept their cool. But in the end, Kore backed down, and we agreed to meet up in the studio the next day, in the afternoon sometime; we had to get hold of the musicians before we could nail down a specific time. And in the middle of all of this, Shanna calls and says her waters have broken and that she’s in a taxi. Billy drove me straight to the hospital. Since then, I haven’t seen or heard from her. Luna, that is,’ he adds unnecessarily.

‘And there were no incidents earlier in the evening? Arguments?’

‘Not that I know of.’

‘And the rest of the time?’

‘What do you mean?’

‘Well, she was here for weeks; what did she get up to outside of recording? Who did she hang out with?’

Another shrug.

‘We recorded in the afternoons and evenings, sometimes pretty late. But what she got up to when she wasn’t in the studio, I have no idea. She obviously couldn’t go out, and when we invited her for dinner, she declined. Both Kore and I tried. We went over to the villa a few times, Leo, Kore, my brother and I, mostly to talk about the music, but that was all.’

‘Did she have more contact with some of you than others?’

Brynn shoots her a quick look and seems to hesitate briefly.

‘You should ask Billy,’ he says. ‘He might know. He was probably the one who saw her the most outside of the studio.’

‘Right, speaking of this Billy,’ Karen says. ‘What does he do, exactly? Some kind of personal aide, according to Kore.’

‘I suppose you might call it that. Since she didn’t want to bring one of her assistants from home, we gave the job to Billy, who normally works the reception. He took care of her, simply put. Bought supplies, kept track of her schedule and drove her back and forth between the villa and the studio.’

‘In his own car?’

Brynn chuckles mirthlessly.