Chapter 7
Monday evening’s snow turned out to be a tease. By mid-morning Tuesday the sun was out, the streets were dry for the most part, and pedestrians were swearing at the slush in the crosswalks.
Derek left to meet with a client soon after they got to the office, leaving Joe to man the agency—and do a set of background checks. He returned around noon, bringing lunch for both of them, then left again with what he needed to set up security on a client’s new home. When he finished, he made a pass by Irene Foster’s home. He could see her moving around inside with no evidence that she had company.
He knew—because he’d delved into the catering company’s schedules—that she wasn’t working that evening. Joe had been fascinated as he watched how Derek had gotten into them, deeming him a great
