Chapter 29

“Agreed. Still, we have no proof that it wasn’t anything more than coincidence. What we have to do is draw the killer out.”

“Meaning I better get it in gear and finish your portrait.”

“For starters. Do that and get it hung at the gallery.”

“Then wait three days for the killer to come after you, if he sticks to his usual MO.”

“You got it.”

“I wonder if he—whoever he is—knows you’re a cop.”

“After the break-in he might, if he was watching the building. Which was my stupidity for not telling you to call 911 the way the average person would have. That way a couple of patrol officers would have shown up. As it was, the only responders were the CSI team. If he’s smart, and we know he is, he’d have figured out at that point I’m not just the new man in your life.”

“If he did, then he might think twice about trying to kill you.”

Quint nodded. “Or he might break from tradition and come after me, even before the painting goes up at the gallery.”