I know. Just think back to the agreement. Imagine you have it in your hand.
He frowned and a second later ghostly paper began to form between his hands. I didn't move, not wanting to startle him and lose the moment.
Who is his heir, Mr. Logan?
"He's got three—Mr. Harry Bulter, Mr. Jim O'Reilly, and a Ms. Genevieve Sands."
A woman? One of Nadler's heirs was a woman? Are any of them related to Mr. Nadler?
"Not as far as I'm aware." He glanced up. "I still can't see why—"
Mr. Nadler was a very wealthy man, I said easily. And it's not unknown for heirs to kill their benefactor to get hold of their money.
"That, unfortunately, is true."
How was Nadler's estate pided among the three?
He glanced at the paperwork again. "All three have equal shares in everything."
I frowned. This wasn't making sense. Why would the shape-shifter go to all the trouble of killing Nadler off, then pide the estate he'd murdered to get control of among three people?
When was the will drawn up?
His gaze flicked down to the bottom of the paper. "The same day he signed the deal with Trilby's and Appleby's heirs."
Which suggested an on-the-spot decision, but I very much doubted the man we were chasing ever did anything without forethought. Is there anything else you can tell me about Nadler? Any reason you believe someone might want him dead?
He frowned. "Not really."