She pulled into the parking area of Angus’s apartment building, which was just a few miles from their former office. The building was an eighties-style stucco with a clay tile roof, as out of place outside DC as it could be. The complex was massive and always felt empty. Most of its residents were DC and Virginia workers who spent little time there after work. No doubt Angus had settled for the first thing he’d found and then had never tried to find a real home. Would he ever create one?

He opened his eyes and stared at his building.

She stopped the car. “What’s your plan? Is the team going to meet here?”

“No.” His voice sounded off. “It’s not Lassiter, Nari. It might be somebody messing with the team, or the two victims and their appearances might just be a coincidence. But there are other people to investigate this case. I was involved only if it was Lassiter.” He sounded weary. Lost.

She swallowed and turned to face him, rain battering the windshield of her car. “Why the change of mind?”

He ran a hand through his still-damp hair. “Lassiter was obsessed with his victim type. No way would he alter that, even to mess with me. His mother was a long-legged blonde, and he hated her. His victims were all long-legged blondes and he’d never be able to tweak that.”

She nodded. “Agreed.” Maybe there was hope that Angus could find peace now. It was all she’d ever wanted for him.

“So, we’re out. Somebody else can find this psycho. I’ll agree to an interview just in case it’s a copycat trying to mess with me because I took down Lassiter, but then Roscoe and I are going home. Away from this damn city.”

At his name, Roscoe snorted and stretched in the back seat.

A pang hit Nari right in the chest. They were really leaving? She bit her lip. All this was too real. “I’ll miss the two of you.”

He turned then, his green eyes a laser in the stormy night. “Yeah. We’ll miss you, too. Do you want to come in tonight?”

She stopped breathing and her body short-circuited. Even her ears felt like they’d been singed. “Huh?”

He didn’t smile. Didn’t even smirk. His eyes burned with a predatory green fire. “I’m out of here, Nari. For good. I’m asking you if you want to come in for the night. One night. You and me. Just that.”