Page 34 of Line of Sight (Second Sight #4)

“WHERE’S RILEY?” Dan asked, glancing up from his laptop.

“Getting coffee. I don’t think he’s hit his caffeine level for today.”

He chuckled. “I thought he wasn’t twitching enough yet. Any news on when Sean’s funeral will be?”

Gary had been in contact with Sean’s parents. “Between Christmas and New Year’s. Did you have any luck with Jennifer Sullivan?”

“Still nothing.” Dan got up and walked over to the board. He’d created a timeline across the bottom, starting with Scott McCarthy in 1995 and ending with Sean.

So far they’d found nothing in their search for Sean’s killer. They’d learned he went rowing every morning before work, and there had been no one around when he’d arrived at the boathouse the day of his death, even though there were usually a few rowers who regularly did the early morning circuit.

Never a witness when you want one.

Dan stared at the timeline.

“What’s on your mind?” Gary asked.

Dan turned to look at him. “That obvious, huh?”

“I’m getting to recognize when you’re deep in thought.”

The door opened, and Riley breezed in, bringing with him the delicious aromas of coffee, cinnamon, and sugar. “Have I missed anything? You didn’t solve all the cases while I was gone, did you?”

Dan folded his arms. “There’s one question we need to answer.”

“Only one?” Riley asked as he handed Dan a cup of coffee.

Dan pointed to the timeline. “There’s a gap. No murders from 1997 until 2013. So either we’ve missed some, or….”

“Or?” Gary joined him. “Got any ideas on that?”

“Not at the moment. For some reason we know nothing about, he stopped killing.”

Did you grow tired of murder? And then you got bored and decided to start again?

Did you develop a conscience? Yeah, Dan couldn’t see that one.

Riley snorted. “Maybe he was in prison. That’s a possibility, right?”

“Or he went overseas,” Gary suggested.

“For sixteen years? That’s one hell of a vacation.” Dan couldn’t shake the feeling that if they could discover what lay behind the gap, they might learn something vital.

What were you doing for sixteen years?