“Kevin was so calm with her,” I said, realizing where Abi was going, “even as he made her leave, he never yelled. He didn’t even really raise his voice.”
“Right?” she said, shaking her head. “Yet, about Mr. Nix, he was grilling me like we were on an episode of Law & Order and I’d just kidnapped someone’s kid! You’d have thought I’d committed a crime, the way he was talking to me.”
“Do you remember what he was asking you?” I asked.
She nodded. “Yeah. What he was wearing, why he came to the museum — did I give him the tour? Who did? Did he leave the bar later that night with anyone else? Just really weird, nosy questions. He almost sounded like Mr. Nix’s jealous ex, with all the things he was asking.”
I shook my head. “I talked to Fenris about it,” I said. “He said that sort of abrupt sh
