Chapter 10

“I sure as hell hope that’s it. I don’t like the idea he might be shadowing me.”

“I sort of doubt he was. If he had been, he’d have approached you somewhere less public.” Reid looked at Michael, cocking his head. “From watching you, I’d have thought he was a complete stranger.”

“I learned not to let anyone know what I’m thinking until I’m sure it’s safe.”

“Makes sense.”

Michael was pretty certain that Reid knew why and was politely avoiding saying anything.

“We should probably get in touch with Detective Daniels to let him know what happened,” Reid said. “We both got a good look at the guy, so we can describe him better than you probably did when you were telling Daniels about him. Hell, maybe he’ll put us with a sketch artist.”

“I suppose we should,” Michael replied reluctantly. “But not tonight.” He drummed a tattoo with his fingers on the table. “He has to have had something to do with the murder, if he’s afraid I might remember him.”