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“Motherfucker,” Navarro snarled. “Who’s her source?”
“Unnamed,” Connor said.
Kit took Connor’s phone and skimmed the article. “Her source could be Madison, the girl at Naomi Beckham’s school. She’s the one who wanted the audition for herself. She’s the only one who knows about the link between Naomi and the Orion School, other than the school principal and us.”
Navarro’s expression was one of tightly controlled fury. “Did Dr.Reeves know about Madison? Did he talk to her, too?”
Kit shook her head. “I’m sure I didn’t mention it. We only talked about Veronica Gadd, Driscoll’s fourth ex-wife.” And she’d asked him about Rita, but that wasn’t important to this conversation.
“Shit,” Connor hissed. “This is a disaster, boss. Orion’s never going to talk to us now. We’ll have to break through a wall of lawyers. We have to get in front of this.”
Navarro raked his hands through his hair. “You tried to call yesterday, right, Kit?”
“I did. Left a message with the front desk for the principal.”
“Then we’ve attempted to get their statement. Let’s get Levinson’s take on the school before you head over there.”
“And talk to Connor’s old friend,” Kit added. “She’s supposed to call him soon.”
Navarro nodded. “Good. Let’s gather what information we can before we go in.” He pointed to the two of them. “You two go together.” Then he went into his office to deal with what was sure to be angry brass.
“Could Kavanaugh have followed you again?” Connor asked quietly. “Or put a tracking device on you?”
Kit shook her head. “I mean, it’s possible. But I checked a car out of the garage. It wasn’t my car. She’d have had to know which one I was taking, and I didn’t even know.” She rubbed her temples. “We don’t have time for her shit.”
“We have to make time,” Connor said grimly. “Because she keeps getting the jump on places you’ve been and people you’ve talked to.”
He was right. Dammit. “She had to have followed me to Naomi’s school, just like she followed me to Driscoll’s house. Tamsin would have put two and two together, knowing I was working on the serial killer case.”
“Your psychologist also knew about Driscoll.”
She blinked. “Dr.Scott?”
Connor shook his head impatiently. “Reeves,” he snapped. “He’s known about Driscoll from the beginning. He went to Naomi Beckham’s house after you left there. What if he’s following you? What if he followed you to Naomi Beckham’s school and asked questions there, then told the press?”
She started to say that Sam would have no reason to reveal the information as it spotlighted him as the confidential informant, but stopped herself. Sam had told people that he was a suspect. She didn’t think he cared if anyone knew at this point. “Yes, he knew about Driscoll and Naomi Beckham. I don’t believe he’d go to the press, though.”
“I’m not so sure. I don’t know him like you do.”
There was something accusatory in his tone, and Kit frowned. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Just that you’ve trusted him with a lot of information, Kit.” He shook his head before she could comment. “Who else knew about Orion?”
“Principal Larkin was there when Madison was talking about the school, but I doubt she’d talk to a reporter, either. The more I think about it, the more I think that Madison called Tamsin Kavanaugh to get her fifteen minutes of fame.”
Connor’s scowl deepened. “You just did it again. You dismissed the possibility that your shrink is involved. That he could be orchestrating all of this.”
“Because it’s not true,” Kit snapped.
Connor’s expression grew smugly arrogant. “Whether you want to admit it or not, your shrink has come up with the evidence that has us where we are on this case. He’s the one who talked to Naomi’s family and found out about the secret audition. That led you to Naomi’s high school, which led you to Orion. Your shrink’s the one who talked to Maureen Epstein and got her to admit to spying on Driscoll. That gave us confirmation that Driscoll was murdered and that he had hard drives. Your shrink’s the one who talked to Driscoll’s ex-wife and told us that Driscoll buried something in his backyard. He’s given us practically all the information we have now.”
Kit swallowed, not wanting to admit that Connor had a point. But he did. “All that is true. It doesn’t make him guilty.”
Connor glared at her. “No, but it makes him a fucking suspect. What is wrong with you?”
“Nothing is wrong with me.”
He cocked his head. “Then why are you seeing Dr.Scott?”
