I looked over at Frank. “Good. You think these people will bring their bodyguards?”
He nodded. “Wouldn’t you?” he asked with a small smile. He had a point.
“I’m off to liaise with the police a bit, in a more or less official capacity,” Aaran said with a sigh. “We need to know what they know.
“About Xavier’s murder?” Beattie asked.
“That and other things,” Aaran said. “Adaire, come with me. They need your official statement anyway, and it’ll give me an in that doesn’t mean I have to say more than necessary.”
I looked at Adaire, and he gave me a small wave before following his brother back off the roof. Things were so tense there, and I knew now what needed to be done. But personal relationships could wait. Now we had a murder to solve.
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