“The Fox?” Zander asked.
Angie explained how the Fox visited her. “But it wouldn’t be him. He’d never kill those women and he would have just taken me from the hospital if he wanted me.”
“How did the Fox find you?” Zander asked.
“He said he has his ways,” she said. “But that he wasn’t informed that I was here until recently.”
“Does that mean there’s a leak somewhere?” Zander asked.
“You need to look into that,” Jared said.
“I’m well aware,” Zander replied darkly.
“The point is that it’s not the Fox doing this. So who is it?” Angie said, wanting to distract them both.
“And how did they find you?” Miles said. “Because the Fox having an informant is different from some murderer following you.”
“Somehow, he’s tracked her,” Miles said.
“I put trackers in her shoes,” North said. “Perhaps they did something similar. But I only brought her handbag and the clothes she was wearing with me. And I checked everything.”
God, she hated this.
Who would have done this?
“Maybe make a list of everyone you interacted with,” Keira suggested. “That might help.”
“Well, sure. I was searching for a job, only I couldn’t find one except for . . .” she trailed off.
“Except for what?” Jared asked her. “What is it, baby?”
“Um, well, I did get offered one job. From this guy I met in the library. He was nice but intense. What was his name? Oh yeah. It was Richard Drews and he had a website. He said he was a psychologist. And he was really keen on me interviewing for a job with this man he knew. I was heading to his house for an interview when someone came up to me while I was sitting at the bus stop.”
“Bus stop?” Jared snarled. “Why the fuck were you taking a bus?”
“Well, I can’t actually drive,” she told him.
“Why the fuck didn’t you teach her to drive?” Jared snapped at Zander who glared back at him.
“I would have if she’d wanted me to!” Zander yelled back.
“Shut up, you two!” Keira told them. “This isn’t about that. Angie, do you think this could have something to do with the guy that warned you away or maybe the one that offered you the job?”
“I don’t know. I didn’t really see the guy that warned me off, but I don’t feel like he’d be the one to do this.”
“I wonder why he’d warn you away,” Miles said.
“Can you give us the address, Angie?” Eli asked. “Ammo and I can go check it out.”
“Hey, I want to come,” Honey said.
“You’re staying here,” Webb told her with a frown.
“Party poopers.” Honey scowled.
“Is there anything else you can remember about the person that offered you the job?” North asked. “This guy, Richard Drews?”
“Um, he just always seemed to be at the library when I was there. He wanted to interview me. I might have blurted out that I had been sold to a sadistic mafia kingpin who abused me.”
