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“Scott was Glenn’s business partner,” Hudson said.
“Their businesses were running in the red. Portland PD has evidence he was in the area that night. We think he set the fire.”
“But he and Glenn were friends!” Becca protested.
“Money does strange things to people,” Mac said.
“He ever involved with your sister?” the woman detective asked Hudson.
“No.”
“Didn’t have a thing for her? Wouldn’t want to see her dead?”
Becca gasped.
“No!” A vein throbbed in Walker’s throat, his anger palpable.
Mac shot Gretchen a quelling look, then said, “I plan to give the Portland PD any and all information I can on why Scott Pascal would kill Glenn Stafford, Renee Trudeau, and Mitch Bellotti. That’s why I asked to meet with you. Can you think of any connection we’re missing?”
Becca and Hudson looked at each other, then at Mac.
“Mitch was harmless,” Becca said.
“Maybe not, if Stafford told Bellotti he thought Scott Pascal was an embezzler. And then Bellotti put two and two together and figured Pascal had more to gain by burning the place down than trying to keep it afloat.”
“He wouldn’t have killed Glenn.” Becca was certain.
“That could’ve been a mistake. If Pascal thought he could control Stafford once the place was gone, he may not have meant to kill him.”
“What about Renee?” Walker asked, his expression dark.
“That’s what I’m trying to find out,” Mac said on a sigh.
“She was not involved with Scott.”
“They both went to the beach a lot.”
“For work,” Hudson pointed out.
“And maybe a little afternoon delight,” the woman detective said.
McNally’s desk phone rang and he hesitated a moment before picking up. Everyone sat tensely as the detective listened, answering in near monosyllables. When he hung up, he said, “Thank you for coming in.”
“That’s it?” Hudson asked.
“For the moment.”
“You’re wrong about my sister and Scott,” he said as he and Becca shrugged into their coats and headed for the door.
Mac didn’t answer as he watched them leave. Gretchen lifted her brows at him after they were gone.
“We’ve been invited to witness the Pascal interrogation,” Mac said. “Maybe we’ll get some answers.”
“Renee was not involved with Scott,” Hudson stated firmly as he punched the accelerator and his truck leapt away from the police station parking lot.
“No,” Becca agreed. Her head was full of too much information, but what kept ringing through her ears was Detective Sandler’s last remark.
And maybe a little afternoon delight.
