Page 104 of Deadly Misfortunes

“Right. And all your staff. Or most of them. They would know you were at the party and not going in the limo anywhere.”

“Correct.” He didn’t think anyone who worked for him or who was a friend would come after him like that. But she was right to think they would all have known he was at the house until he tore off to rescue her and Raymond after the accident.

He loved how Sascha’s mind worked.

“Thank you.”

He laughed. “You constantly are mulling over who it could be.”

“Right. Just like you are, when you’re not thinking about us. You've never seen any sign of this Brendan, then?"

"No, I've never seen him before. I'll have to keep thinking on it. It's nobody I've done business with. They're mostly older gentlemen. I haven't fired anyone from any of the businesses.”

“That’s good.”

“Everyone has been with me since the beginning. One lady left on maternity leave and didn't return because she wanted to stay home and raise her baby. Her husband could afford to take care of both of them. A couple of men retired since they had worked for my dad first, and then worked for me, but they were getting up in years and wanted to just have some fun."

"Okay. So no disgruntled workers then."

"Well, a couple of my employees didn't get along. One transferred to a different furniture store that I owned, and both were happy with the arrangements. But the gripe had been between the two of them, and had nothing to do with me."

"Hmm, okay. Did you hire anyone recently?"

"A couple of cooks, but they were here when you and Raymond were in the accident."

"Anyone else?"

"The new bodyguards. They were checked out thoroughly, but still, I can have my PI check on them again. I mean, I believe most of the issues I had with the maniac were before they were working for me, so if one of them was involved in all this, it would have been easy for him to do so before he started working for me," Gregory said.

"Right. No one has tried to kill you with a vehicle since they began working for you. Everything else has been about emails, and those could have been done at any time. And the clown at the fairgrounds could have still been just a prankster and had nothing to do with us."

“Exactly.”

"And the woman who called me? That was a younger woman, not like Brendan's mother's age, so I still wonder if it's his ex-girlfriend or sister who called me to warn me," Sascha said.

"It could be either. We need to learn more about them and speak to them about this. Since Brendan is no longer seeing the girlfriend, she might be more receptive to telling us what she knows, if she knows anything."

"I think that's an excellent idea. Let's do that," she said.

"Too bad one of you can't read his mind."

She laughed. "Yeah, that would help to know if someone was telling the truth or not. So what do you think? A sister or ex-girlfriend?"

"Well, either. Maybe he doesn't have good relations with his sister. Especially if he feels his parents act as though they love her more than they do him, since, according to his parents, Brendan isn't their child. So they might have shown her all the love and affection that he needed too. And the girlfriend might have a grudge against him since they broke up. We need to know why they broke up also."

"Do you want to try and learn what we can from them? Or do you want to send the police to question them?" she asked.

"I don't think the police will check on them at this point without more to go on."

"What about your PIs?"

"They're doing all the background checks. I'm ready to go with you. His girlfriend might even know his alias."

"Okay." She loved it when she had a mission where she felt she could learn the truth about something. Especially since she and Gregory were at risk while the maniac continued to harass them.

Then they made love and settled down to sleep.

She wasn't sure what happened, but she thought she saw a man in a clown suit coming for her. The same one that Kat had described, who might have fired off the missile at the fairgrounds that hit their booth. She gasped and immediately woke herself up.