"Posh woman." I hesitated. "Speaking of the other deaths—"
"No, Risa."
"Damn it, I'm just curious—"
"And you know what that did to the cat," he said with a smile. "You've got enough on your plate. Don't go stealing my work as well."
I half laughed. "You're welcome to your work. I'm just curious as to whether you'd uncovered anything interesting—"
"If I did, I wouldn't be telling you. Talk to you later, Ris."
"With some interesting information on Sands, hopefully," I said, and hung up. I tossed the phone back on the bed and sighed. "Another dead end."
"Possibly not. Despite her assertions to the contrary, she must know who Nadler is, because she would not be named heir otherwise, true?"
"Well, maybe. You occasionally see reports of strangers or even animals being gifted money in wills."
"But it is unlikely to be the case here."
"Very unlikely."
"And we also know she must have some acquaintance with Lauren Macintyre, as that transport portal ultimately leads to her place."
"Actually, it leads to the house Lucian's Razan are staying in. There's another portal that goes to Lauren's from there."
"Lucian's Razan?"
The edge in his voice had me frowning. "What, you didn't pick that information up from my thoughts?"