She rose and caught Stephen Castle’s eye. He looked as though he wanted to talk to her.
He followed her out of the courtroom, and she cast one more look over her shoulder. Jericho was watching her with the same longing on his face. She smiled at him and left the courtroom.
She spent an hour with Stephen going over all the evidence. He asked numerous questions and got permission from her to visit the crime scene.
“So, I guess that the look you threw Jericho St. James would make it a moot point for me to ask you out to dinner?”
She smiled. “Yes, I’m afraid so, but I appreciate the invite.”
“You look good, Kate. St. James was always a lucky bastard.”
After he left, Kate went over to Jericho’s office. She went up to Sandy and asked, “Is Jericho in?”
Sandy shook her head. “Sorry, he’s in court until five.”
“Thanks.” Thwarted from talking to Jericho, Kate headed over to the precinct to talk to Sienna about the rash of burglaries.
The minute Sienna saw her, she rose from her desk. “Are you all right?”
“I’m fine. It was just a case of cold feet.”
“Have you talked to Jericho yet?”
“Briefly, but he had to do arraignments this morning and is in court all afternoon.”
“What happened?”
“We had this contest going about who could lose their cool first. He challenged me and I…got myself off in front of him.”
“You what? Ohmygod, Kate!”
“Afterward, I got scared.”
“Why?”
“I should have taken my cue from you and Lana. This isn’t as simple as it seems on the surface. I have feelings for him.”
“Have you told him?”
“No, not yet, but I will. I wanted to ask you about the fact that my building has been burglarized. Did you know about that?”
“No, but I can find out for you.”
After a few moments on the phone, Sienna hung up. “Burglary said they had no leads, the guy wore gloves, stole small things, never cash. It was always something sentimental to the victim.”
“Couldn’t they trace the stuff after it was fenced?”
“Never fenced.”
“So, no profit?”
“No. Burglary’s not sure why. They did say that all the apartments showed no signs of forced entry.”
“Someone had a key?”
“Looks that way. They checked out Daniel Hamilton, who’s the super, but couldn’t pin anything on him. They even watched him for a week. He never went into an apartment unless he was fixing something. He was a dead end.”
“Who would have duplicate keys?”