“Do you have a few minutes?” Isaac"s eyes boasted dark circles, and he slouched in my guest chair as if he hadn"t slept in days.
“I"m so sorry about your father. I can"t imagine what you and Natasha are going through.” I felt sympathy for him and wanted to be a friend in case he needed someone to talk to. “What"s going on?”
“Hampton told me you found my father"s body at Danby Landing. I can"t understand why he was out there, but I hope you have the answers.” Isaac explained why he had an objection to his father"s body being cut up for the autopsy. “I want to know how he died, but my father was too vain to let some random doctor invade and poke around his organs. Surely they can find his killer without an autopsy.”
I worried Isaac"s reluctance was for other reasons. “Nana D"s assistant c
