“Hey, Nari, it’s Brigid,” Brigid whispered tersely. “Are you with Angus?”

Nari went still. “Yes. Why? What’s going on?”

Movement sounded, as if Brigid had hunched over. “We’ve all been called in for questioning, but they’re really looking for Angus. I think they found some sort of physical evidence, but we haven’t been told what. We’re being threatened and all of that. If you’re at your apartment, get out of there. Or get him out of there.” Her voice rang oddly.

“Where are you?” Nari whispered back.

“In the bathroom at Metro headquarters,” Brigid whispered. “Honestly. Tell Angus to get somewhere safe and we’ll touch base as soon as we can. We need to find the real killer before they arrest him.” She abruptly clicked off.

Nari looked up to find Angus staring at her with an intensity she felt to her toes.

“What’s happening?” he asked. “Another murder?”

“No.” Nari shook herself. “Brigid said they were all called in and are being questioned about your whereabouts. I think they found more evidence and want you. We have to get out of here.” Even so, she opened the dishwasher to pile in the dishes.

Angus strode to the front door and shoved his feet into the boots he’d borrowed from Wolfe. “You can’t be with me.”

“Sure I can.” She was going to help him whether he liked it or not. “Right now, we aren’t supposed to know that the police are looking for you, so we’re not doing anything wrong.”

“No.” He ran a bruised hand through his hair. “Damn it. I can’t leave you here by yourself. Okay. I’ll take you to Wolfe’s, and then I’ll need to borrow your rental car until I get one of my own.”

She ran out of the kitchen and into her bedroom, hurriedly packing a suitcase with everything she’d need for a week or so. She returned, out of breath. “Okay, I’m ready.” She hustled toward the door, and Roscoe bounded into step beside her. “They’ll look here if they’re trying to find you. Let’s go.”

Angus followed her and made sure the door was locked. “You’re not arguing?”

“Nope. Wolfe is being questioned right now, along with everyone else, so if you drop me off at his place, nobody will be there. Also, I imagine the police are watching the homes of everyone on our team.” She opened the back door of the car so Roscoe could leap inside and then slide in. She grimaced as Angus motioned for her to scoot over. “Whatever.”