“For protection when I take the day’s cash to the night depository at my bank.” Nash looked at the officer who was watching the EMTs. “My name is Greg Nash. I own—”
“I recognize you, Mr. Nash,” the officer replied. He glanced at Irene. “Unless I’m mistaken, you’re Irene Leyton. You filed a couple of reports that Mr. Nash was stalking you.”
“Which you ignored,” she replied acerbically.
“We had no grounds to do anything about them until now.”
“Who are you?” the other officer asked Ben.
“Ben Mercer and he’s Zach Turner. We work for Vanguard Security.”
“I hired them to help me prove what Mr. Nash was doing,” Irene told him.
Zach tapped one of the EMTs on the shoulder, saying, “When you have a second, Mr. Mercer could use a Band-Aid.”