Chapter 26

“Unless there were two people involved.”

“Had to say that, didn’t you,” Michael replied sourly. “If there are, that points to Fine, not some john Ms. Lee and Trask were blackmailing.” He heard the door to the roof open and swung around, his hands raised defensively. Like that helps if the guy has a gun.

The ‘guy’ did, holstered at his waist. “It’s just me,” Barnet said.

“Tell me you caught the guy.”

“Sorry, but no. Whoever it was, he’s undoubtedly long gone by now.”

“You don’t know that. He could be waiting outside for me,” Michael replied.

“There’s an ass ton of fire personnel and cops down there and in the building, so I seriously doubt it,” Barnet told him. “I checked your place on the way up here. The fire’s out, but I don’t think you’ll want to stay there for a while.”

Michael grimaced. “How bad?”

“Most of the damage is in the living room, but the whole place stinks of smoke and wet ash.”