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“Well, I did know, so I guess you were right. I just don’t like my information out there. Are you saying you gave him my email too?”
“I did but he is—or was—a professional.”
“Was?”
“Someone murdered him.”
“Does this have something to do with him looking for Randy?”
“It’s possible. Do you have the email or not?”
“It sounds like something l might have deleted without opening, but I can check.”
“Could you do now?” Margot asked. She got behind the wheel but didn’t turn on the car.
“I’m doing it as we speak. Found it. Good thing you called, or I would have never opened it.”
“What does it say?”
“I’m getting there. It looks like he tried to send it to you too, but he typed in your email address incorrectly.”
“Can we get to the “what he wrote” part?”
“He didn’t write much. It just says ‘I’ve run into some trouble with the locals, but I’ve also put some things together. This would be better done in person. I’ll call to set something up’.”
“That’s it?”
“Yeah, that’s the whole thing, verbatim, then some random numbers. Do you know what he’s talking about?”
“No. It sounds like he found something.”
“But what? Randy?”
“Since someone killed Stick, it would be probably better for Randy to stay hidden.”
“Do you think the part about trouble with the locals is about who killed him?”
“That’s not enough to make a judgment. There are all sorts of trouble a person could have, but it doesn’t usually end in murder.”
“I guess this one could have stayed in my junk folder for all the help it is.”
“Did you say there were numbers?”
“Yeah, but they don’t seem to mean anything. It could be a phone number, I guess. There are seven digits, but it reads like two big numbers with the letter ‘X’ at the end.”
“They must mean something. Tell me what they are.”
“It could be three, three, two, one, one, six, three but because of the decimal point, I’d say it’s thirty-three point two and one hundred and sixteen point three followed by an X. Any of that mean anything to you?”
“No, but maybe Stick’s partner might be able to make something of it.”
“Dad called this morning. He still wants to talk to you.”
Margot ignored that and said, “Could you forward that email to me?”
“Of course. Did you hear what I said?”
“I did, but we’ve already covered that subject.”
