Huck scratched the scruff on his chin. The vehicle smelled like Laurel—pure with a hint of oranges. “Do we need to discuss Rachel again?”

“No.”

“Fine. The timeline Nester put together for the cardiac surgeon could make sense for our murderer. He has to pay up in the civil case two months ago, the rage builds, and then he explodes with Sharon Lamber.”

Laurel sped up. “Agreed.” She cut Huck a look. “You ready for this?”

He frowned. “For what?”

In answer, she pressed a button on her phone, and the sound of dialing came through the speaker.

“Laurel, how lovely,” Dr. Abigail Caine answered in her slight British accent. “You caught me just after class, and I’m in my office wondering if I’m safe being here. Have you found the bastard stalking me?”

“Hello, Abigail. You’re on speaker with Captain Rivers and me.” Laurel changed lanes to pass a logging truck piled high with snow-covered logs. “Do you know a Dr. Joseph Keyes?”

Silence came over the line for a moment. “Joseph Keyes? Tall guy, forties, graying at the temples? Likes Scotch and drinks too much of it when he shouldn’t?” Abigail asked.

“That Joseph Keyes?”

“I have no idea. He’s a cardiologist,” Laurel said.

“Yes, that’s him. I met him last year at the charity auction given by the mayor’s wife,” Abigail said. “I found him to be rather stodgy and full of himself. You know I would much rather talk about me than anybody else. We only spoke for a few moments before I dismissed him. Why do you ask?”

Huck shifted his weapon harness beneath his jacket. It made sense that Sharon Lamber would invite her lover to the auction. “Did you see the doctor interact with Sharon Lamber or the mayor at any time?”

Abigail sighed. “Just a second. Let me run through the night.”

Huck glanced at Laurel, who nodded. Could they both do that? Remember sights and scenes with perfect recollection? He wasn’t certain that was a gift. Seemed more like a curse.

“I saw Dr. Keyes interact with many people that night, just peripherally, of course. He was not interesting to me. But now that I’m thinking about it, I did see him flirting with Sharon at the bar several times. She wore a light purple Valentino knock-off with decent Gucci heels and jewelry that was beaded and earthy, and she must’ve appealed to him for some reason. I believe her husband was also there that night. I think she introduced me to him at some point, and I made a quick exit from them.”

“The media reported that she was killed before the victim at Witch’s Creek?” Abigail sounded irritated.

“Yes. She was the first killed, but the second to be found,” Laurel said.