Page 44 of Last Chance

“This is Janie Moran, Jada, and Chelsea.” Sawyer said. “Janie, this is Drake Harmon and Liam Kennedy of the Hartman PD. They need to ask you some questions.”

“Of course. I can’t guarantee I’ll have much useful information to share.”

“You might be surprised.” Harmon turned to the other women. “Nice to meet you, ladies. We’d also like to interview each of you.”

“Of course,” Jada said.

“No problem.” This from Chelsea.

“Would you like some coffee, Mr. Harmon, Mr. Kennedy?” Janie asked.

“Please call us Drake and Liam, and we’d love a cup. This rollout was so early, I didn’t drink my first cup of the day.”

“Same,” Kennedy said.

“I’ve got it,” Jada said.

Janie smiled. “Thanks.”

“Ms. Moran, tell me everything that happened this morning from the beginning,” Harmon said.

“It’s Janie.” She gave him a detailed accounting of the events of the morning, starting from when she woke and ending with Sawyer hustling her and her employees from the shop to wait for the bomb squad to arrive.

He took her through the events twice more, pulling more details from her each time, before turning his attention to Jada, who handed him a mug of steaming coffee.

The policemen nodded their thanks and took Jada through her morning and anything she’d noticed upon her arrival, then repeated the process with Chelsea.

Once he finished, he looked at his teammate and inclined his head toward the other room. “Take the two women in there and run them through events again.”

After Kennedy, Jada, and Chelsea left the room, Harmon returned his attention to Janie. “I understand you’re the only survivor of the Chilean airliner hijacking.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Any reason to believe someone from the hijackers’ crew is out to finish the job?”

“That’s what Sawyer and Jesse believe.”

“But you don’t?”

She shrugged. “I don’t know why the hijackers would come after me again. I also don’t know why they spared my life, but murdered the other hostages.”

“Let’s assume the hijacking was intentional with you as the target. Why would anyone want to hurt you or take you as a hostage?”

“I do not know. I make soap for a living. This trip to Chile was my first time out of the country, and it might well be my last. I definitely don’t want a repeat in this lifetime. In short, I’m no one important.”

“Do you have an enemy, Janie?”

She hesitated.

“Say it,” he ordered. “Don’t think. Just say it.”

Janie smiled a little. “That’s what Sawyer and Brent told me.”

“Wise words. So, who wants to hurt you?”

“Probably no one.”

“But?” Harmon prompted.

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