then they stuck.” Jerry shrugged her shoulders. “No matter how much I like to aggravate him, there’s no one else I’d rather have on my side.”
“Good to know.” Ethan turned to watch the passersby. “I suppose we should get out there, walk around the neighborhood.”
“Good thing, too. I need to walk off these scones.” Jerry began tidying the table.
“You’re perfect, I doubt a hundred scones would change that.” Ethan’s eyes bore into hers for a brief second before his expression became guarded.
“Why thank you, kind sir.” Jerry tried to lighten the tone as they stood to leave. “But if I ate a hundred of those things, I wouldn’t fit through the door, much less all those fancy new clothes hanging in the closet.”
“I’ll get some to go, we’ll test your theory.” Ethan grinned as Jerry poked him in the ribs.
“But who called you? Sonja’s family lives on the east coast and they’re not at all close. What do you think happened to her?” Kim peppered Dylan with questions as she stepped aside to allow him entry to her apartment.
“A neighbor became concerned after seeing a news article about the woman found on the cliffs several days ago. She said that Sonja resembled the lady. I’m sure it’s nothing, but it’s best that we investigate.” Dylan attempted to relax Kim with a smile. The young woman was pacing the floor and wringing her hands.
“What lady? I haven’t watched the news lately. Show me.” Kim demanded.
Dylan scrolled through several screens on his phone before presenting Kim with the image of Jenna, alive and well. The photo was taken from her apartment during the sweep.
“Oh my God, she does look like Sonja. Her hair color is practically identical and her eyes have the same almond shape. What happened to her?”
“This woman was found murdered on the cliffs above Muir woods. We believe she was killed by someone she knew and trusted. Someone she was dating.”
Kim sat down hard on the sofa, as if her feet had suddenly become jelly. “Sonja was dating someone new. It was supposed to be a secret.” Her voice was barely above a whisper.
“Had you ever met him?” Dylan sat across from the obviously distraught woman.
“No. Sonja told me his name was Oscar; apparently he had money and an English accent. They’d only been seeing each other for about two weeks.” She paused and looked up at Dylan. “Sonja’s boyfriend, Randall, is married. He wouldn’t like knowing that Sonja was seeing someone else.”
“I’m sure he wouldn’t. What else can you tell me about Oscar?” Dylan’s voice was gentle and not at all judgmental.
“Nothing. Sonja was very closed-mouthed about their relationship. It’s odd really, she tells me everything about Randall. I just thought it was new, you know? And good. That she didn’t want to jinx it.” Kim wrung her hands together repeatedly. “Do you think Oscar hurt her? Is that why you’re here?”
“We just want to find her. I was hoping you could tell me more about her habits, where she liked to go, what she liked to do, other friends that she might have confided in.”
“Sure, that’s easy.” Kim was relieved to be able to help. “Most of the time, Sonja kept to a schedule. Randall liked to know how to find her on a moment’s notice, if you know what I mean.” Kim wrinkled her nose. “Since he’s been out of town and she started seeing Oscar, her schedule went by the wayside.”
“How did she meet Oscar?”
“She met him at a juice bar near her apartment. Kim would go there at least four times each week, after her power walk.”
“When was this?”
“Nearly two weeks ago, right around the time Randall left town. Don’t get me wrong, Sonja was loyal to Randall. I’ve never known her to step out on him before, but Oscar just swept her off her feet.”
“How so?”
“He took her on the town, you know, fancy dinners, nightclubs, all the good stuff that Randall couldn’t do with her. She told me he was very
“Good to know.” Ethan turned to watch the passersby. “I suppose we should get out there, walk around the neighborhood.”
“Good thing, too. I need to walk off these scones.” Jerry began tidying the table.
“You’re perfect, I doubt a hundred scones would change that.” Ethan’s eyes bore into hers for a brief second before his expression became guarded.
“Why thank you, kind sir.” Jerry tried to lighten the tone as they stood to leave. “But if I ate a hundred of those things, I wouldn’t fit through the door, much less all those fancy new clothes hanging in the closet.”
“I’ll get some to go, we’ll test your theory.” Ethan grinned as Jerry poked him in the ribs.
“But who called you? Sonja’s family lives on the east coast and they’re not at all close. What do you think happened to her?” Kim peppered Dylan with questions as she stepped aside to allow him entry to her apartment.
“A neighbor became concerned after seeing a news article about the woman found on the cliffs several days ago. She said that Sonja resembled the lady. I’m sure it’s nothing, but it’s best that we investigate.” Dylan attempted to relax Kim with a smile. The young woman was pacing the floor and wringing her hands.
“What lady? I haven’t watched the news lately. Show me.” Kim demanded.
Dylan scrolled through several screens on his phone before presenting Kim with the image of Jenna, alive and well. The photo was taken from her apartment during the sweep.
“Oh my God, she does look like Sonja. Her hair color is practically identical and her eyes have the same almond shape. What happened to her?”
“This woman was found murdered on the cliffs above Muir woods. We believe she was killed by someone she knew and trusted. Someone she was dating.”
Kim sat down hard on the sofa, as if her feet had suddenly become jelly. “Sonja was dating someone new. It was supposed to be a secret.” Her voice was barely above a whisper.
“Had you ever met him?” Dylan sat across from the obviously distraught woman.
“No. Sonja told me his name was Oscar; apparently he had money and an English accent. They’d only been seeing each other for about two weeks.” She paused and looked up at Dylan. “Sonja’s boyfriend, Randall, is married. He wouldn’t like knowing that Sonja was seeing someone else.”
“I’m sure he wouldn’t. What else can you tell me about Oscar?” Dylan’s voice was gentle and not at all judgmental.
“Nothing. Sonja was very closed-mouthed about their relationship. It’s odd really, she tells me everything about Randall. I just thought it was new, you know? And good. That she didn’t want to jinx it.” Kim wrung her hands together repeatedly. “Do you think Oscar hurt her? Is that why you’re here?”
“We just want to find her. I was hoping you could tell me more about her habits, where she liked to go, what she liked to do, other friends that she might have confided in.”
“Sure, that’s easy.” Kim was relieved to be able to help. “Most of the time, Sonja kept to a schedule. Randall liked to know how to find her on a moment’s notice, if you know what I mean.” Kim wrinkled her nose. “Since he’s been out of town and she started seeing Oscar, her schedule went by the wayside.”
“How did she meet Oscar?”
“She met him at a juice bar near her apartment. Kim would go there at least four times each week, after her power walk.”
“When was this?”
“Nearly two weeks ago, right around the time Randall left town. Don’t get me wrong, Sonja was loyal to Randall. I’ve never known her to step out on him before, but Oscar just swept her off her feet.”
“How so?”
“He took her on the town, you know, fancy dinners, nightclubs, all the good stuff that Randall couldn’t do with her. She told me he was very
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