Page 75 of Enthrall Secrets
Shay glared at us.
“We’re open to suggestions.” Cameron gestured to the body.
“This is not what I do,” said Shay.
“I respect that.” Cameron swapped a wary glance with me. “I know I’m asking a lot.”
A ringtone of Beethoven’s Für Elise sang out.
“Don’t answer it,” snapped Shay. “The call will be recorded as this being your location at his time of death.”
Ethan walked over and picked his cell up from the floor. “I have to. It’s Judge Reynolds.” He leaned on the bar to steady himself and took the call.
“Fucking fantastic,” whispered Shay.
Cameron gestured for him to be quiet. “Can you help us or not?”
Shay was seething. “Let me think.”
Ethan closed his eyes. “Do you want me to fly out there? I can get the next flight to Vegas.”
We all stood staring at him, not wanting to believe this latest bit of madness.
Ethan continued speaking, his voice surprisingly calm, “I’m so sorry, Alison. I’m here for you. Call me if you need anything.” He ended the call and turned to face us.
“What’s going on?” asked Shay.
Ethan had gone pale. “That wasn’t the judge, it was his wife. He was shot dead over an hour ago. Looks like Leon got to him first.”
“They’re taking everyone out,” Cameron said.
“I’m calling the coroner.” Shay raised his phone.
Cameron closed his eyes for a second. “Baxter?”
“Who’s Baxter?” Ethan asked. “A member of Chrysalis?”
“Let’s go get you a CT scan,” said Cameron. “I, for one, am eager to see if there’s anything in your skull.”
“That’s unfair,” said Ethan.
“Really? You refused police protection, didn’t you?” Cameron guided him out the front door. “Someone has a death wish.”
Cameron glanced back at me.
