The couch was free enough again to sit now that Travis had been moving out all day. Kiko shifted a partially filled box to the coffee table and sat, half-expecting more arguing, but not surprised when Dom merely sat next to him and leaned back. They were too tired to keep sniping at each other all night.
“I think I have a new understanding of Chad,” said Dom. Kiko smiled slightly.
“It probably didn’t help that Sander turned her down. She was going to his restaurant tonight.”
“He deserved every moment of it,” said Dom, looking thoroughly pleased. He’d never liked Sander, even suspected him of murder once. Kiko wondered who he suspected now. He sighed.
“So who is it?” he asked.
“Martha wasn’t there,” said Dom.
“And I watched Anna walk down to the parking lot right before it started. Da
