Chapter 4
Over breakfast Monday morning, Michael and Reid avoided any mention of the man who had accosted them at the restaurant the previous evening—and then showed up in front of the apartment building. Michael did go onto the balcony, peering over the railing to make certain the man hadn’t come back.
As soon as they finished eating, Reid said he wanted to go home to change clothes, suggesting they meet at the police station.
“You figure I’m safe out on my own?” Michael asked with a brief smile.
“During the day, in public? Yeah, I do. I doubt he’s going to take potshots at you. If that was his MO, he’d have used a gun to kill Ms. Lee instead of strangling her.”
“Probably,” Michael agreed. “Although a gunshot would have, well, might have been noticed by anyone who was home at the tim
