Chapter 4I studied my immediate surroundings in search of the best path to avoid further disturbance to the crime scene. Judging by the amount of blood and the knife lying near my feet, this was not an accidental death. I nudged Helena to the side of the courtyard nearest the wall sconce, where a raised garden bed offered a place for her to temporarily relax. “Just sit tight, Helena. Everything will be okay,” I murmured almost incoherently.
Several thoughts clouded my judgment at that frightening moment. Did Helena stab the man? Was she drunk or on drugs? Was this the man in white who'd been stalking Ursula? Although Dr. Evil's traditional garb was more of a light gray, it could pass for white in a dim light. I knew I needed to call the paramedics, but I didn't want to turn the entire par
