Pearson’s phone rang. “Okay, I’ve got to go. But one more thing,” he said, as he strode toward the door. “Someone get us a damned GPS jammer.”

“Make that two,” Lamond muttered.

Chapter 62

Chapter 62

8:30 p.m.

“Kate.” Finn’s voice broke through her nap. “Enid and Muriel are here. Do you want me to tell them to come back?”

Kate lifted her head from the sofa. “No. I’m awake.”

Finn grinned. “So to speak.”

She threw a pillow at him. “What time is it?”

Finn caught the pillow and tossed it onto the sofa. “Eight-thirty.”

“Oh, no. I’ll never sleep tonight.” She felt a stirring of panic.

“Kate!” Enid rushed into the living room. Finn followed with Muriel on his arm. The elderly lady had a delighted smile on her face and kept patting his arm. There was no substitute for human contact, Kate thought.

Alaska nosed her knee. Foo Dog squeezed himself between the husky and her leg, sitting on her foot. Canines are the exception.

Enid’s bright robin’s gaze swept over Kate. “I was so worried about you.” She leaned down and gave Kate a kiss on the cheek.

“I’m fine,” Kate said. “Just got a little wet.”

“It’s not a joking matter, Kate.”

Finn gently led Muriel to the opposite love seat. She sat down, but did not relinquish his arm. He settled next to her, his hand held in Muriel’s strong grip.

“Please have a seat, Enid.” She sensed how upset her friend was, and it worried her. “You need to make sure you don’t get your heart rate too high.”

Enid perched on the sofa next to Kate. “You need to stop taking so many risks.” Enid gave Kate a fierce look. Tears made her eyes even brighter.

Kate patted her friend’s bony knee. “I will try to live a boring life from now on.”

Finn snorted.

Enid shot him a wry look. “You aren’t helping matters.”

Finn stood. “And on that note, I must excuse myself. I am meeting some friends downtown.” He grabbed his keys. “Don’t wait up for me, Kate. Good-bye, ladies.” He smiled, and strode out the door.

“I just remembered something.” Kate jumped to her feet. “I brought a little something from Venice for you both.”

She ran up the stairs to her room and retrieved two small white boxes.

She carried them carefully downstairs. “This one is for you, Muriel,” she said, placing it in the elderly lady’s hands. The look of pleasure on her face was worth the hassle to bring the gift home.

“And this one is for you, Enid.” Kate smiled. “Open them together.”

Kate stood next to Muriel to help her open the small white box and remove the fragile gift.