he did what he wanted to do, and that was to bundle her and Gibby up and carry them to an undisclosed location. Finding the killer was important; protecting Savannah imperative.
“Where and when do we start?” Bri asked.
“I have the interviews set up at the station starting at four today. If one of you will stay here with Savannah, I’ll go with the other one to the station. We can alternate every few hours, today and tomorrow.”
He expected an argument, but though she stiffened slightly, she didn’t protest. Independent Savannah had suffered a blow yesterday. Zach wanted to kill the bastard for taking away the confidence and self-assurance she’d fought so hard for.
Sabrina stood. “I’ll go with you, Zach. Sammie can stay with Savvy for a few hours.”
He was surprised when instead of agreeing immediately, Samantha glared briefly at Sabrina and then gave him a strained smile. “Of course I’ll stay.”
Deciding the sisters had issues only they could resolve, Zach got to his feet. Not caring that her sisters were watching, he leaned down and gave Savannah a lingering kiss on her soft mouth. When he lifted his head, her eyes were gleaming. Unable to resist, he went back for another taste.
Pulling him closer, she weaved her fingers in his hair as she opened her mouth and took the kiss deeper. Zach groaned, wanting nothing more than to lie beside her and lose himself in her beautiful body.
His breathing slightly labored, he lifted his head and said, “You, Savannah Rose Wilde, are a dangerous woman.”
A smile of contentment curving her mouth, she released him and lay on the pillow again. “Come back home safely,” she whispered.
Knowing if he didn’t get out of the room, he would stay longer, Zach straightened and looked around the room. Apparently Samantha and Sabrina had left to give them privacy.
“I’ll be back in a few hours. There’s food in the fridge if you get hungry. Call me on my cell if you need me for anything. Okay?”
She nodded sleepily and closed her eyes. The doctor had told him she would be drifting in and out of sleep for most of the day. He slipped quietly out of the room and found himself facing two Wilde women with identical looks on their identical faces—determination.
“Okay, Zach, we’re willing to take Savvy on faith. But I swear, if you hurt her again, you’ll be answering to someone a lot tougher than she is. Understand?”
The threat came from Sabrina but Samantha nodded her agreement. Stupid, but he almost hugged them both. He’d always admired how the sisters stuck together.
“That’s one thing I can promise you both. As long as I’m alive, Savannah will never be hurt again, by me or any other person.”
Taking a deep breath, Sabrina gave a nod and said, “Good enough. Now let’s go find out who killed our parents.”
CHAPTER
TWENTY-NINE
Zach knew full well he was breaking protocol by having the three Wilde sisters assist with the interviews. He didn’t give a damn. If anyone dared to question him, the sisters’ impressive credentials backed up his decision. That the women were highly trained professionals was secondary to him. No one was more invested in getting to the truth.
Noreen and Kyle Ingram were the first to be interviewed. Zach chose to interview Kyle; Sabrina took on Noreen.
Sitting across from the man who’d obviously been in love with Maggie Wilde and had made little effort to hide the fact that he had moved that adoration to Savannah wasn’t easy. However, he wanted to get Kyle up close and personal, stare him down and determine if he was a sick, twisted murderer or just a sad, pathetic man.
Hound-dog expression firmly in place, Kyle sat quietly across from him, waiting. He didn’t fidget like many people who were being questioned by the police. Zach had seen a suspect’s behavior vary from lackadaisical to hysterical. Never had he seen someone like Kyle. The man’s sad, defeated air made Zach want to shake him just to get a reaction.
“You know why you’re here, Kyle?”
“Yes.”
“Look at me,” Zach snapped.
Kyle’s eye’s flickered upward. Zach leaned forward to catch the man’s gaze. “Here’s the deal. We know Maggie and Beckett Wilde were murdered. We know it was someone they knew. And we know you were obsessed with Maggie Wilde. So, I’m going to ask you outright. Did you kill them?”
Instead of answering directly, his eyes moved away from Zach’s stare to focus on the wall. “I loved Maggie Mae. I would never have hurt her.”