She gasped. Finn moved in close to take her hand. He squeezed it but said nothing to her. “How did he die?” he asked Marshall.
“Two gunshot wounds.”
Another car drove into the lot and parked at an angle. A tall man with blond hair and wide shoulders. When he reached them, he said, “I’m Will Kirkland, of Kirkland Security. I got a call from the police that something happened here and to come immediately.”
Marshall addressed him directly. “I’m sorry to have to tell you that your employee, Cary Jacobs was found dead in the bush over there.” Marshall glanced at Finn. “Right where you were left beaten a few weeks ago.”
Will’s hands fisted. “That’s terrible.”
“How well did you know him?” Marshall asked Will.
“I hired him three months ago. He has…had…a stellar resume and seemed very competent.”
“Does he have a family? We need to notify them.”
Will took out his phone and fiddled with the buttons. “I’ve got his application right here. He has a wife and three kids.”
“Damn it.” Marshall cleared his throat. “Text the application to me, would you?” He gave Kirkland his phone number then he turned to Finn. “Mr. McKenna? Did you know him well?”
“I only met him a few times. But my colleague, Scarlet Smith, told us he was on duty one night and she got a bad feeling about him.”
“A bad feeling?”
“Yeah. Scarlet’s a hypnotherapist and she picks things up about people better than any of us.”
“We’ve called all your practitioners to come in. Something’s going on here.” His brow furrowed. “First you’re beat up, then the explosion inside. Now this.”
Cars began to arrive. Marshall said, “Go on into the building with your colleagues. I’ll brief you all in a bit. I’m sure you want to meet.”
“Yes, of course.” Finn turned to Elise. “We can reschedule your appointment or you can wait in my office.”
“I think I’ll wait for you.”
Scarlet arrived first. She rushed up to them. “What’s going on?”
Marshall said, “I’ll fill everybody in at once. Let’s go inside.”
She looked over his shoulder. “Is that a dead body?”
“I’m afraid so.”
Elise followed Finn into his studio and Scarlet went into hers. “Hell of a thing, isn’t it?”
“It’s scary.”
“Yeah, it is.”
He placed his hand on her stomach. “How’s my kid?” His smile was cute.
Her heart danced. “Far as I know, she’s doing fine.”
“Were you sick today?”
“Only once.”
“I’d better get out there.”
“Go ahead.”
