I. But I know Kenneth. He killed no one.”
“Do you know a woman named Anja Carvell?”
“Carvell? I don’t think so. Should I? Will they let me see Kenneth?”
“I don’t know.”
“I should try.”
Eve got to her feet as Areena rose. “You realize, don’t you, that if Kenneth Stiles did plan the murder of Richard Draco, he’s the one who put the knife in your hand.”
Areena shivered, and the faint color in her cheeks faded. “That’s only one more reason I know it couldn’t have been Kenneth.”
“Why is that?”
“He’s too much of a gentleman. May I go, Lieutenant?”
“Yeah, you can go.”
Areena paused at the doorway. “You fought to save his life. I watched you. You believe he’s a murderer, yet you fought to save his life. Why?”
“Maybe I didn’t want him to escape justice.”
“I think it’s more than that. But I’m not sure what.”
“Hell of a day so far,” Peabody said when they were alone.
“We’re just getting started. Up and at ‘em, Peabody. We’ve got places to go.”
She turned out of the room and nearly walked into Nadine.
“Ambulance chasing?” Eve said mildly. “I thought you were too important for that routine.”
“You’re never too important for that routine. What’s the status on Kenneth Stiles?”
“No comment.”
“Come on, Dallas. I have a source in the hospital. I heard he tried to hang himself. Did he kill Richard Draco?”
“Which part didn’t you get, the no or the comment?”
Nadine’s fashionable heels made the rapid stride down the corridor tricky, but she managed to keep up with Eve. “Are you charging him with murder? Are there any other suspects? Will you confirm Stiles was injured during flight?”
“The media’s already broadcasting that one.”
“Sure, with allegedly and believed to be sprinkled all through the reports. I need confirmation.”
“I need a vacation. Neither of us look to be getting our wish anytime soon.”
“Dallas.” Giving up, Nadine took Eve’s arm, tugged her aside out of the way of Peabody and her own long-suffering camera operator. “I have to know something. I can’t sleep. Give me something, make it off the record. I need to close this circle before I can move on.”
“You shouldn’t be on this story.”
“I know it, and if it comes out that Richard and I were involved, I’ll take a lot of heat for that, personally and professionally. But if I just sit around and wait, I’ll go crazy. With those options, I’ll risk the heat.”
“How much did he mean to you?”
“Entirely too much. That’s been dead a lot longer than he has. That doesn’t mean I don’t need to close the circle.”