Chapter 25

“Have you figured out who did it yet?” she asked. Kiko shook his head.

“I promise I’ll call you the moment I know,” he said.

“But it’s been nearly a week,” said Cat. “Doesn’t the trail go cold?”

“Mostly it’s talking to people,” said Kiko. He didn’t care to reveal all his and Dom’s methods, but there wasn’t much of a trail to go cold on. But Cat’s presence made him feel guilty—if this had been a murder and not an egging, would he and Dom be trying harder? He didn’t want to answer that question and disappoint himself.

“Well, I have some leads for you.” Cat scowled. “Even though Sasha had a perfectly good dead goose in a bowl of staring fruit painting, you won’t be getting it with the rest of the art.”

Kiko thought this was perhaps a good thing.

“I think I heard she was going to be showing her work at Angus Arts now,” he said, and Cat scoffed.