Chapter Thirteen
Aileen paced the closet-like room.
Callan walked in. ‘Screamed lawyer but my gut tells me he’s speaking the truth.’
‘You didn’t figure out what he was threatening someone about?’
He shook his head.
‘It was after the murder and the other voice I heard was male.’ Callan began to pace as well.
‘Could it be Jake?’ Aileen asked.
Callan scratched his scruff and nodded. ‘Aye, I think so, and I think they were arguing about the dagger. But Percy threatened his son. He threatened to go to the police – said he knew what Jake had done.’
Aileen understood perfectly what Callan was saying. ‘But we can’t place Jake at the murder scene nor in the room where Percy threatened him. And Percy isn’t talking.’
Callan nodded. ‘I hope his lawyer’s level-headed and cooperative. But I can
