Calvin stepped closer to me as he slipped his phone back into his pocket. His voice was calm as he said, “You don’t have to try to solve this tonight. We need to get Travis home.”
“What if the killer is already moving on to his next victim?” I asked. “What if that next victim is me?”
For a moment, he didn’t reply, only stared at the crumpled Subaru with unreadable dark eyes. Then he replied, “I don’t think that’s too likely. Athene was very closely connected to Lucien Dumond. Horrible as her death is, it at least makes some sense when you look at the situation that way. You’ve made it pretty clear you didn’t want anything to do with him, so I don’t know why someone would target you.”
I wanted to believe him. He sounded so calm, so plausible. I told myself that I was understandably freak
