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“Not really.”
“Not sexually?” I feel guilty for probing her sex life. It’s not strictly necessary…but it also can’t hurt to be thorough, right?
Fuck, I’m rationalizing and I know it.
She shakes her head. “No.”
“So you can’t think of a former ex who might want you dead?”
“None of those relationships were very serious. We’d meet at a music festival, pose for a few pictures at a party or a restaurant, and be seen together at an awards ceremony. I mean, sure, we tried to make a personal life work, but when you’re recording and on the road and constantly busy, trying to find time to be with your significant someone who has the same challenges is next to impossible.”
It both makes sense and sounds lonely. It also narrows my list of potential suspects. “What about your current squeeze? That British guy… Graham What’s-His-Name?”
“Normoth. No.” She bites her lip. When she releases it, the plumpest part of her mouth goes from pink to rosy red and tempts the fuck out of me.
Shetempts the fuck out of me.
I take a deep breath and force myself to focus. “No…you don’t think it’s him?”
“I don’t. And he’s not my squeeze.”
Now she’s lying. “There were pictures of you on social media kissing him two weeks ago with the caption that you’re planning to buy a house together. Try again.”
“I’m serious. The relationship is all for show. We have the same agent. He’s coming off a hot tour and his first album was a bestseller. I’ve been lying low and recording for months, gearing up for a tour. Dating me gives him the appearance of being established. Dating him gives me the appearance of still being hip and hot and right-now. But we’ve never…” She shakes her head. “He’s not interested.”
“Gay?”
“No. He likes women…but he’s, um, got a thing about cougars. I’m only twenty-four. According to him, I don’t have enough ‘mileage’ and I don’t know what I want yet.”
“Out of a relationship?”
“Out of sex. He prefers a woman who asserts herself between the sheets.”
“And that’s not you?” Does she want a man to take charge in bed?
Sophie clams up. “Can we focus on who might want to kill me? It’s not Graham.”
It doesn’t sound as if he fits the mold. “Who are the other people in your life?”
“I have an assistant, but Tania just had a baby, so she’s back in Cali with her husband and her mom. Oh, then there’s my best friend.” She winces. “Kristi is going to be pissed I haven’t called to tell her I’m okay.”
“Is she in LA, too?”
“No. Frisco.”
“San Francisco?”
She shakes her head. “Texas. You know, not far from the giant IKEA store? We were supposed to get together tonight. Can I call her?”
No doubt my refusal is all over my face before I answer. “It would be better if we waited long enough to home in on who would want you dead. Kristi doesn’t have a jealousy problem?”
“God, no. The one time I tried to drag her onstage with me, she ran off puking. She wouldn’t want my life. And she wouldn’t want me six feet under.”
Another dead end. “Who gets your money if you’re gone?”
“I provided a flat amount for my mother that should make her happy. The rest goes to various charities I’m passionate about.”
In other words, no one seems motivated to off her for cash. “Can you think of anyone you’ve pissed off? Tell me more about your relationship with David.”
