The kitchen opened onto a family room. Dolan plopped down into a recliner chair and picked up the glass of Scotch that sat on the end table next to it. Danielle sat down on the couch across from him. Morgan sat next to her.

Dolan kicked back in the recliner and looked across at them with blood-shot eyes. Who did you want to talk to me about?

Danielle listed the names again. Dolan showed no sign of recognition. I dont know who those people are. Why do you want to talk to me about them?

Theyre all young women who have worked at Georgetown University Hospital that have been murdered in the last week. Danielles tone was flat, but Morgan could hear the anger in it.

Dolan cocked his head to one side and squinted. And?

And we were wondering, do you have anything youd like to tell us about your relationships with them? Danielle asked.

Dolan waved her words away. Relationships? I have no idea what youre talking about. Didnt even recognize the names.

How about their faces? Danielle pulled a set of three photographs out of her jacket and spread them on the coffee table in front of Dolan.

He glanced at them for a second and shook his head immediately. Nope. No clue.

Morgan couldnt take it anymore. He stood up. Did you kill these women? Did you sexually harass them and then when they reported you to HR and you lost your job, did you decide to take revenge by killing them?

Dolan stared up at Morgan, a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. I have no idea what youre talking about.

Im talking about you being let go from the hospital for harassing female staff members, Dolan. Do you remember that? Morgan wanted to wring the mans neck.

Dolan snapped the footrest of the recliner down and lurched to his feet. Is that what your wife told you?

She didnt have to, Dolan. Your reputation is all over the hospital. Morgan didnt know that for sure, but it was a good guess. Hed heard whispers between female staff members about who to stay away from even if hed never heard Dolans name mentioned specifically.

Stupid bitches ruined my reputation. None of em can take a joke or a compliment. And when it all hits the fan, the hospital doesnt have my back. Oh, no. Its all about zero tolerance. And what am I supposed to do now? Any place I apply to for privileges wants to know why I left Georgetown. What am I supposed to tell them? And, of course, my wife leaves. Apparently, I was basically a wallet. Once I couldnt support her in the style she had become accustomed to, she was out the door. Hed taken the few steps needed to be toe to toe with Morgan.