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“Well, people are odd. Maybe he hid it very well.”
Henry shakes his head. “I don’t know. I know the look of a man in love.”
“What about what he did to Jenna?” I scowl.
Henry hesitates. “About that: did you know that her grandmother lives in Agatha’s building?”
I still. “Jenna’s grandmother passed away last year. Agatha went to the funeral. I remember because Jenna was pretty devastated.”
Henry doesn’t look very happy. “Well, somebody’s living there. The rent is being paid.”
“Are you seriously suspecting Jenna?” I find myself scoffing at the very idea. “That woman has been with Agatha since college. Why would she even do something like this?”
“I’m not saying she is,” Henry glances outside at the people working. “I’m just saying there are a few things about her that aren’t adding up.”
I wait for him to continue.
He paces the floor. “This apartment thing is raising red flags. Plus, when I tried to meet up with her, I couldn’t get a hold of her for quite a few days. And when I did, she was covering up all these bruises with a lot of makeup.”
I cut him off. “I was under the impression Nick was responsible for them.”
He gives me a sharp look, “I know what abuse victims look like. It looks more like she had been in a bad car accident.” He pauses, “I had a few suspicions, so I had my people check for her car registration. She owns a blue sedan. There is no hair nor hide of that car anywhere.”
I am starting to get a nasty feeling. “Maybe it’s at the shop.”
Henry gives me a grim look. “We fished it out of the lake at the edge of the city. There are bad dents in it, but it was in a bad accident before somebody drove it into a lake. Also, like I said, the kind of bruises Jenna has are similar to those of somebody who was in a very bad accident. It could also explain why there haven’t been any other gifts as such.”
“But her reasoning? Why would she want to do something—”
Just then, my laptop pings, and I look at the screen, and my heart freezes. “The phone call originated from inside Agatha’s building, the one she got this morning.”
Henry walks around the table, “How could you possibly know that? What is this software?”
“Military grade,” I tell him. “I’m testing it out for a friend.”
“Can you pinpoint the exact location?”
I shake my head. “The algorithm is still in the works. I just know the building area but not room or floor, if that’s what you’re asking.”
Henry stares at the screen. “If she’s living in that apartment, it would explain why the security cameras in the lobby haven’t captured anyone strange. She’s coming and going every day, probably in the same disguise, so the person who checked the videos assumed she was a tenant.”
“And nobody checked the video feed of the parking garage of Agatha’s building,” I say, slowly. “But it doesn’t make sense why Agatha managed to stop her in time when she went after me with her car. She had a head start.”
Henry glances at me. “Did you change your route that day?”
I think back. “Yeah. I went around, not through like I usually do.”
“She probably tried to track you down and got lost.”
I stand up and rub my jaw, trying to make sense of this. “Why, though? Why would she do all of this?”
The door opens, making us look up.
Fergus is standing in the doorway holding a container.
He blinks at us. “I thought Agatha would be here.”
“She has meetings today,” I tell him. “Jacob’s with her, and there’s a team following her around. She’s completely safe. Don’t tell her about the security team though.”
