Deadly Row, A - By Casey Mayes Page 0,22
something from me if he’s innocent. All I want to do is help him, but he treated me like I was the enemy during that interview.”
“So, you can’t cross him off your list.”
“Not by a long shot. I have to do a lot more digging before I’m willing to do that.”
“I thought of something else you might want to consider,” I said.
“You know I’m always willing to hear what you have to say.”
“Willing maybe, but not eager.”
“Come on, Savannah, spill it.”
“I ran into Grady downstairs after he left you.”
“Savannah, this is serious. You can’t play games with him.”
I frowned. “I didn’t mean to run into him, but the stupid door to this floor is locked from the stairwell, so I had to use the ground floor exit. I nearly knocked him over when I opened the door.”
“You told us both you had a puzzle to create. How did you explain being in a stairwell the entire time he was talking to me? Come on, tell me. I really want to know.”
“I told him that I was working on the roof for inspiration,” I said.
Zach smiled. “The fact that you’re afraid of heights doesn’t enter into the equation, does it?”
“I doubt Grady knows that.”
“Maybe we should get a room in the hotel closer to the ground.”
“I’m fine as long as there’s steel and glass around me. It’s being out in the open that freaks me out.” My husband, as far as I knew, wasn’t afraid of anything. He’d run into a burning building or gunfire if it meant saving someone, when anyone with any kind of self-preservation instinct at all would run the other way. As for me, there were lots of things I was afraid of, but that usually didn’t keep me from doing what had to be done. I’d once read a definition of courage that called it bravery in the face of fear, and if that were true, I had more than my share.
“Is that what you wanted to tell me, that Grady thinks you’re okay with heights?”
“Of course not. But as he looked over at his bodyguard, I had to wonder if he resented the man’s presence for a reason different from the one he gave us.”
“Such as?”
“If he’s up to no good, maybe having a cop trailing him around the clock is more than just inconvenient. How much do we know about what’s happened to Grady since we left Charlotte? He could have changed in ways we can’t even imagine, and if Grady’s on a killing spree, having a police escort isn’t the greatest thing in the world for him, is it? Should you tell the officer guarding him that maybe he should watch his own back, too?”
Zach reached for his phone as he said, “It doesn’t pay to underestimate that intellect of yours.”
“Maybe I’m just jumping at shadows,” I said.
“An ounce of prevention, and all of that,” Zach said. After being transferred from the switchboard downstairs, I heard him warn the police officer watching Grady without actually saying anything bad about the mayor. It was a fine line he was dancing, and we both knew it, but if it saved someone’s life, it was worth it.
After he hung up, I asked, “Where does that leave us now?”
Zach looked at the piles of papers on the tables. “I’ve got a lot of reading to do. I might be here late tonight.”
“Why don’t I help? Maybe I can find something in there that could point you in the right direction.”
“No offense, Savannah, but I need to ingest this all myself. It’s the only way I can wrap my head around it. You know how I work.”
“I know; read everything, learn everything, then let your subconscious take over.”
“Hey, it’s worked in the past.”
I nodded. “Then you really don’t need me right now, do you?”
“Come on, I always need you,” he said with that crooked smile of his that I cherish.
“You know what I mean. If you don’t mind, then, I’ll head back to the hotel and work on a puzzle.”
“I thought you had a few in the bank,” Zach said.
“I do, but making a puzzle might take my mind off murder, at least for a little while.”
“I’m sorry I dragged you into this,” he said.
“Don’t be. Whither thou goest, and all of that.” I gave him a quick peck, and then added, “Call me when you need a ride.”
“I’ll have someone here drop me off. Are you sure you’ll be okay?”
I smiled brightly. “Don’t worry about me. I’m