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Christian looked to Andi. Might the danger spill over to Sarah? Andi nodded. “Sarah, I think we—”
“Don’t say it again, young man. Thugs don’t scare me.” Andi’s eyes widened as the sweet lady continued. “If there comes a day I can’t walk the streets of this town on my own, it may as well be my last.”
“Okay then. Well, thank you,” Christian said, as Sarah got to her feet.
“It’s no trouble. Would it also help to know the license plate of the car she arrived in?”
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After an unhelpful stop at the home of two gala attendees who reluctantly admitted they didn’t remember anything after the first hour of the gala, Christian and Andi planned their next step parked back outside of Java Joe’s over a second nitro and a couple of glazed doughnuts.
Once again, Christian’s cell rang. “O’Brady.” It was good that information was coming in, but he was hoping for a few quiet moments with Andi, and perhaps another world-shaking kiss.
“It’s Joel,” his friend said on the other line.
“Hey, Joel. Let me put you on speaker so Andi can hear, if that’s all right?”
“Of course,” Joel said.
Christian switched the call to speaker and turned the volume fully up for the sheriff. “You’re a go,” Christian said.
Joel cleared his throat. “I just wanted to let you know that Sarah was able to give us a full description that led to a detailed sketch. We’ve got it running on the news now.”
“And the license plate number she remembered?” Andi asked.
“We traced it to a car stolen out of a parking garage downtown. Owner reported it missing that same night, and a patrol car found it abandoned across town. We’ve asked Santa Fe CSI to run it for prints. I doubt we’ll get anything useful, but I’ll keep you posted.”
“Thanks, Joel.”
“You two have any luck?”
“Beyond Sarah’s help, no. But we’re heading to Brad Melling’s house. Maybe we’ll garner some interesting information there. There’s certainly no love lost between him and Gaiman.”
“You think he could have been involved?” Joel asked.
“He’s one of the top suspects,” Andi said.
“Oh?” Joel asked.
“He had a strong motive for wanting to get back at Gaiman, which puts him near the top of my list,” Andi answered.
“Who else is up there?” Joel asked. “Curious if we’re on the same wavelength.”
“Brad Melling, Veronica Gaiman, and Tad, of course.”
“You think he robbed his own gallery? I mean, I know that happens, but Tad seems so squirmish.”
“I don’t trust Tad as far as I can throw him. I can’t explain it, but there’s something unsettling there,” she said.
“Well, keep me posted,” Joel said. “And I’ll return the courtesy.”
“Of course,” Christian said, then ended the call. He glanced over at Andi and smiled.
“What?” She furrowed her brow.
“Nah. It’s just the first time I’ve heard you go by your gut.”
“I don’t trust it very often.”
