they’d done
nothing.
At the very least, Julianna should have been thrown into a jail cell. Instead, she was riding off into the night. She wasn’t going to escape, though. There would be no happy ending for her.
Soon enough, she’d be joining Jeremy in the ground.
Soon enough…
Chapter Four
“Okay, buddy…” Lex Jensen paced in Devlin’s kitchen. A new day had dawned and streaks of sunlight spilled through the floor-to-ceiling windows. “Want to tell me why you’re alibiing that woman? And, hey, do me a favor…save us both some time. Cut through the bullshit and give me the truth.”
Devlin took a slow sip of his coffee. He wasn’t particularly surprised by Lex’s early morning visit. He’d figured that Sophie would tell her lover all about that little chat in the interrogation room. Honestly, he was just surprised Lex hadn’t shown up sooner.
“You’re a suspicious SOB,” Lex continued, frowning a bit. “Hell, you even warned me off Sophie, and we both know what a dick move that was.”
Devlin’s brows shot up. “I was looking after you. You didn’t know if you could trust that woman—”
Lex snapped his fingers together. “Exactly. But you know what I didn’t do? I didn’t give her some half-assed alibi when she was suspected of murder!” His lips thinned. “You don’t usually go lust blind where a woman’s concerned. What the hell is so special about Julianna?”
And then he heard it. The faintest rustle of clothing.
Finally
, Julianna hadn’t managed to catch him completely off-guard. He shifted position, glancing around Lex, and he saw Julianna in the hallway.
He knew she must have heard Lex’s question because her cheeks were flushed. It was rather interesting to meet a woman who could still blush, and he certainly wouldn’t have pegged Julianna as that type.
“Um, hi,” Julianna said rather awkwardly.
Devlin threw a shark’s smile toward Lex. “With all the drama last night, I don’t know if you
officially
met our new client. This is Julianna.”
Lex swung toward her.
“And this is Lex Jensen.”
Julianna was dressed in jeans and a shirt. He’d pulled some strings and his doorman had managed to pick up those clothes from some shop and have them delivered first thing. She looked damn good in those jeans—they hugged her body oh-so-well. Her blonde hair slid over her shoulders as she moved forward to offer her hand to Lex.
Lex’s fingers closed around hers. “You don’t look like a killer.”
Shit. The guy had zero tact.
Lex freed her hand. “But then again, anyone
can
be a killer. It’s all about the circumstances, right? About the things that can push us over the edge.”
She put her hands behind her back and glanced at Devlin. “Your friend is a serious ray of sunshine first thing in the morning.”
Devlin laughed. He just couldn’t help it. Her words were the last thing he’d expected.
Julianna’s lips curled in the faintest of responses.
Lex didn’t laugh. If anything, the guy just appeared grimmer.
“I’m going back to the scene of the murder today,” Devlin said, trying to draw Lex’s focus. “I want to make sure I fully understand just what went down.”
Lex’s brows climbed. “There is no way the cops will let you anywhere near Ray Holliwell’s place. You know the crime scene techs are going to still be there.”
For a while, yes, they would be. But that wasn’t the scene he’d meant. “Julianna’s house.
That’s
where I’m heading.”
She wasn’t blushing then. She seemed to get a bit paler.
He stared straight at her as he said, “I want to see where Jeremy died. I want you to walk me through every moment that you remember.”
She shifted a bit, moving back with her right foot. “Why? You think you’re going to magically see something that the cops overlooked?” Julianna gave a negative shake of her head. “It’s not going to happen.”
“I want to see where he died,” Devlin said again. But, more than that,