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Scowling, Navarro left with the laptop, and Kit returned her attention to Maureen. “So, seeing a murder is a big deal. I see bodies often and it still bothers me. Nightmares, y’know.”
Maureen nodded, her eyes haunted. “Yeah. Me too.”
“Maybe Dr.Reeves can recommend someone for you to talk to,” she suggested gently. Kit herself wasn’t going to therapy voluntarily, but this girl was so young, her life touched by the ripples.
Sam looked surprised. “Yes, of course. Ms.Letterman can tell me where you’ll be, and I’ll find you someone. Or I can recommend a therapist who does virtual appointments. Not the same thing as in-person therapy, but it can be useful nonetheless.”
Maureen nodded. “Okay. I just don’t want anyone else to die.”
Kit’s gaze flew to Sam and her mouth opened, then closed. What did you tell her? Did you tell her that there was another killer?
Although it really didn’t matter. The fact that they were asking folks about a man with gray hair, glasses, and a black Mercedes would tip someone off sooner rather than later. Principal Larkin from Naomi’s school had already figured it out.
Sam didn’t look away, meeting her eyes with polite defiance.
Kit pushed away from the table. “Okay. We won’t process any paperwork on Maureen’s offenses until she’s safe. Then we’ll talk consequences and the prosecutor can work the deal.”
Letterman nodded. “Thank you, Detective.”
The Epsteins echoed the thanks and Kit made her way to the front door. She was almost to her car when Sam’s voice stopped her.
“Detective McKittrick.”
She turned, watching him approach. The evening sun had turned the sky pink, picking up reddish highlights in his hair, surprising her. She’d thought it was nearly black.
He pushed his glasses up on his nose. “I’m sorry.”
She tilted her head. “For what?”
“For saying you were unfeeling. I shouldn’t have said that.”
Kit shrugged, uncomfortable with the apology because she hadn’t blamed him. “But you’re sticking with the stupid part?”
He huffed. “Not that part, either. I was upset and I took it out on you.”
“I understand. I really do, more than you know.”
He swallowed and she caught herself staring at his throat. She jerked her gaze back to his face, only to be blindsided by his next words.
“I didn’t know about your sister. Laura told me.”
Kit stiffened. It was one thing if she brought Wren up, and she really didn’t do that very often. She had with Rita because the girl had needed to know that she wasn’t alone.
Maybe Sam is trying to say the same thing.
She drew a breath. “Not a good time in my life,” she said and hoped he’d leave it there. She was grateful when he did.
“Thank you for helping Maureen.”
“You’re welcome. Please, don’t do it again.”
He shrugged. “No promises.”
Her mouth curved before she could stop it. “Where are you going next?”
“Colton’s ex-wives.”
“They wouldn’t talk.”
