Page 108 of In His Sights

“That bit about closing the book on the death of a loved one….” He speared Gary with a look. “He was talking about your brother, wasn’t he?”

Gary paused at the door to the case room. “It’s not something I’ve ever talked about, but it wouldn’t surprise me if he knew.” They went inside, and Gary walked slowly to the board. “I’d better take all of this down and file it.”

Dan sat. “Something occurred to me in the middle of the night.”

Gary chuckled. “I know. I was there, remember? I don’t know what woke you, but I was more than happy to help you get back to sleep.”

Dan tried not to think about Gary’s methods. That would have to wait until they were alone. “You and Christopher Ludlow….”

“What about us?”

Dan did his best to formulate his thoughts. “You both lost a brother. Their deaths devastated both of you. And yet you went in completely opposite directions. He wanted to avenge Paul’s death. You wanted to become a detective to solve deaths like Brad’s.”

“At first, all I thought of was finding Brad’s killer. As time went by, I realized that wasn’t going to happen. And please, don’t make me out to be some kind of hero. I’m not. Believe me, if I’d ever caught the person who killed Brad, you’d have seen how much ugliness lies within me.”

Dan rose and joined him. “I don’t seeanyugliness in you.”

Gary grinned. “Yeah, but you’re biased.”

Dan stared at the photos, his heartbeat quickening. “You haven’t asked me. Not once.”

“Asked you what?”

“What I felt when I touched Brad’s sweater. You were dying to, weren’t you?”

Gary stilled. “You felt that?” Dan nodded, and Gary sighed. “I was frightened to, I guess. Plus, I didn’t want you to think I was using you.”

“I would never think that of you.” Dan checked the door was closed, then took Gary’s hand. “I like the lieutenant’s idea. Solving murders or crimes that people have given up hope ofeverhaving solved. That would be awesome. But you know what would be even more awesome?”

“What?”

Dan trailed his fingers along Gary’s inner arm where the tattoo lay hidden. “Bringing you peace. Helping you to heal.”Nowthe second vision made sense.

“Do I need healing?”

Dan lifted Gary’s hand to his lips and kissed his fingers. “Yes, you do. And I think learning more about Brad’s death is a big step in the right direction. Like I said to the lieutenant, I’m not making any promises, but… we can try.”

Gary let out a long sigh. “It was twenty-three years ago.”

Dan nodded. His face tingled. “And yet after all that time, I know something about his death that you don’t.”

Gary’s breathing hitched, and for several seconds, he said nothing. Finally he croaked out the words. “What is it you know?”

Dan looked him in the eye. “I’ve been sitting on this for days, and I can’t hold it in any longer. I don’t know the name of the person who killed Brad, but one thing Iamsure about—he knew them.”

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In Plain Sight

Book #2 in the Second Sight series

by K.C. Wells.

Prologue

Boston, MA, Monday July 10, 2006

11.45 p.m.

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