She tried not to blush. Organizing materials helped her to relax. “There’s coffee in the kitchen.”

“Bless you,” Angus said, turning immediately toward the stainless-steel coffeepot. He poured a generous mug. “Did Jethro head to work?”

“No.” Jethro strode out of his bedroom, dressed in dark slacks and a button-down shirt. “I don’t have classes on Tuesday, so I thought I’d take the day to assist you with the Lassiter case. What’s on the agenda?”

Nari looked at the murder board. “I’m going to come up with an exact timeline based on all the notes of Lassiter’s crimes from the beginning to right now.” She still wasn’t clear on everything and maybe putting the timeline on paper would show some sort of additional pattern they’d missed. “I assume we’re proceeding as if it’s Lassiter for sure?” If Angus said it was Lassiter, she believed him.

“Oh, that newest note was definitely from Lassiter,” Angus said, looking dangerously sharp in the morning light.

“Okay,” she said, checking his stance for stress. Yep. Definitely stressed, but apparently in control. Man, he was tough.

Angus took a deep drink of coffee. The lump on his temple had decreased dramatically, leaving a tough-guy purple bruise. “Also, I talked to Wolfe while walking Roscoe, and they’re tied up securing the cul-de-sac with a gate and some other warning systems. So they’re out of commission for the day.”

Jethro moved to the kitchen and made himself tea. “I can play wingman. What’s the plan?”

“Well, if Nari is coming up with the timeline, how about you and I take another run at interviewing the paramedics and the doctor who all pronounced Lassiter dead? There must have been a crack in that system.” Angus looked at Nari, his gaze direct. “I’ll leave Roscoe with you, and with the security measures in place, you’ll be fine. But I need you to stay here. Please.”

The “please” sounded like it hurt, but at least he was making an effort. She rolled her eyes. “I’m not going anywhere today.” The need to organize the timeline would drive her all day.

He apparently decided to ignore the eye roll because he approached the table and took two of his file folders. Then he moved toward her, an unreadable glint in his eyes.

She froze, not sure why.

“’Bye. I’ll check in.” Then, right in front of Jethro and Roscoe, he kissed her full on the mouth.

Warmth spread through her, making her whole body tingle. She couldn’t think of an appropriate response, so she just enjoyed the feeling and tried not to pay attention to Jethro’s reaction. Her brain kicked back in once Angus had opened the door. “Wait a minute. Somebody keeps trying to kill you. Shouldn’t you lie low for a while?”