He sat up. “Yeah. It was a black SUV. Maybe a Ford? It was dark.”
“License plate?”
“Um. I tried to get it. They drove too fast. But the plate was from Tennessee.”
“Okay. You’ve been very helpful. Thank you.”
“I think… I think if I had been murdered, Maribel would have done everything she could to help. She was a good person.” Greg closed his eyes.
“It sounds like she was. Give Kyla your details. If we have any more questions, we’ll be in touch.”
He nodded and added his number to Kyla’s phone.
“We’ll drop you at home,” I offered.
“Thanks.”
Greg lived near Trinity Park in Walltown, and we both watched as he walked up his porch steps.
Kyla slid me a look. “What are you thinking?”
“I’m wondering how the fuck they got through the wards.”
“I’d forgotten about that. Powerful coven like that is going to have some pretty good wards, right?”
“Yeah. So how the hell did those bastards get through?”
Kyla looked slightly sick. “It might’ve been an inside job,” she said.
“Yeah. Someone could’ve adjusted the wards so the murderers would be recognized when they tried to enter the house. They would’ve needed some kind of spell, or a ton of natural power to either hold the witches in place or send them to sleep. Otherwise, some of them would’ve gotten out.”
“So we need to figure out if any of the witches wanted a chunk of their coven dead.”
I nodded. “I want to go check on Evie and then I’ll talk to Meredith. Do me a favor. Make a note of any cameras in the neighborhood and send the details to Steve. If he can’t hack them, he’ll send one of Samael’s demons to get the footage so we can see if there’s any sign of the black SUV. It’ll be faster than us having to intimidate it out of the locals.”
“Aw,” Kyla gave me a mock pout. “I love intimidating things out of the locals.”
“We don’t have the time.” I glanced at my phone. “God, where did the day go?”
“It disappeared in a blur of conversation,” Kyla said.
“Yeah. I never had to deal with this much blah blah when I was a bounty hunter.” I sighed longingly. “I solved most problems with my fists.”
“Must’ve been nice.”
I grinned. “It was, but I was working for the Council. Now, I get to work the kind of casesIwant to work, even if these cases come with a lot of ‘blah blah’. We’re not going to have time to talk to Charles Walker today. I’ve been away from Evie for too long.”
“I can go talk to him if you want.”
“Tomorrow is soon enough.”
My phone vibrated and I glanced down at it as I stopped at a red light.
“Fuck.”
“What’s wrong?”
“It’s Vas. I forgot about Monday dinner.”
