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Pete smashed his hand down on the table. “When they were leaving it!”
“I’ve got your flier for your villain night.” Ally pushed it towards Pete.
He grabbed it off the table. “Yes.”
“You’re inviting clubbers to dress as monsters, ghouls, werewolves.”
“What’s wrong with that?”
Ally shot him a savage smile. “Nothing. It’s the last line on your flier than bothers me.” She snatched it from Pete’s hand and cleared her throat. “And don’t forget serial killers. Old. New. Fictional, or real … we want to see them on the dancefloor.”
“It might be hard for you to stomach, detective, but there are lovers of true crime out there who are fascinated by the darker side of humanity.” Pete shrugged. “They are safe to dress up as their favorite killer at The Desperado without judgement.”
“I’m judging them.” Ally leaned over the table. “Big time. Are you a fan of true crime documentaries?”
“Everyone has a morbid curiosity when it comes to these things, but I’m by no means a fan.”
“What was the last one you watched?”
“I can’t remember the title, but it was about Vincent Whitehall.”
Ally’s glare grew fiercer. “Vincent Whitehall?”
“Don’t look at me like that—everyone around here has watched it.”
Chad tipped back to find Josh.
He nodded. “I’ve seen it, serial killer, swimming instructor at a college in the eighties. He was Bardhum’s most prolific serial killer until Doctor Carter came along.”
“I haven’t and I won’t.” Ally scrunched the flier up in her hand and threw it aside. “Romeo Knight.”
Chad’s breath caught in his throat.
“What about him?” Pete asked.
“Did you watch that documentary about him?”
“The Countdown Killer.” Pete bristled. “Yes. I have. There’s no crime against watching TV. What’s your point?”
“My point is, if you know who Romeo Knight is then you know who Chad Fuller is.”
Pete nodded. “Of course I do. He works in this station. I met him outside The Desperado.”
“Yes. You did. And do you know what I found odd?”
“What?”
“You only shook his hand.”
Pete’s eyebrows pulled together sharply. “I don’t understand.”
“I was standing there, as was another detective, but you strode over with your eyes on detective Fuller, and reached for his hand.”
Josh leaned down, close to Chad’s ear. “She’s got him there.”
“What does that prove?” Pete asked.
Ally shrugged. “I found it strange.” She drummed her fingertips on the desk. “Some killers like to insert themselves into the investigation.”
