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Andi nodded. “That’s it.”
“Did you have the impression that someone at the award ceremony might be making her nervous?”
“Not really.” Andi studied Logan’s face. “Is there anyone you know of who might make her nervous?”
Thoughts raced through Logan, but he couldn’t pinpoint anyone. “She’s never mentioned anyone to me,” he finally said.
He saw the questions in Andi’s gaze, but thankfully she didn’t push him.
Andi glanced at the man hanging from the tree again. “Did someone kill this guy to send a message? If so, what kind? Why involve me and Duke?”
“I’d like to know those answers also.” Logan shook his head and followed Andi’s gaze. “I’d guess he’s been dead for less than twenty-four hours. The purple beginning to pool in his fingers indicate rigor mortis hasn’t fully set in. But the frost covering his hair and eyelashes indicate he was here overnight.”
Andi turned away from the man as if unable to look anymore.
“How can we help?” Duke asked.
Logan’s frown deepened. “I have to stay until my colleague arrives. But can you wait for me at Morgan’s place? If she gets home before I get there, could you let me know? She’s not answering my calls.”
Duke nodded. “Absolutely.”
Andi tugged the headband down farther over her ears. “We’ll do whatever you need us to. Do we need to give you a statement first?”
Logan shook his head. “I’ll get one from you later. I know I can trust the two of you. For now, Morgan’s well-being is the priority.”
“Got it.” Duke took a step back. “We’ll let you know as soon as she returns home.”
With one more glance at Logan, Andi and Duke started back toward Duke’s charcoal-gray Expedition.
This person clearly wanted to pull Andi and Duke into the middle of this. They’d gotten that message with the location.
But why?
Logan had a list of enemies who might want to target Morgan as retaliation toward him. But what kind of enemies could Morgan have?
He knew that someone who’s achieved the level of success she had could have even acquired some super fans who’d turned into stalkers. But would a superfan take things this far?
Logan especially didn’t like the fact Morgan had photographed the very scene where this guy died.
There was no way it was a coincidence.
Absolutely, no way.
All Logan could think about was that photo Morgan had taken. How this exact tree had been in the picture.
He wasn’t sure how well-photographed this area was. If he had to guess, mostly locals knew about it. There was still the possibility this was a coincidence.
But he wasn’t convinced yet.
As he waited for his colleague to arrive on the scene, he quickly photographed the area, set out the crime scene placards, and photographed them also.
Using gloves, he’d reached into the man’s pockets. There was no type of identification on him. If the man had a wallet with him at one time, it was gone now.
They’d either have to fingerprint him and hope it turned up something or wait for a matching missing person’s report.
He hadn’t seen any vehicles in the area, which would indicate this guy hadn’t driven here himself. That wasn’t what Logan thought happened anyway.
No, this man had been murdered.
