Page 107 of Death on a Scottish Train

“Do you not have dates tonight?” I asked.

They laughed. “I didn’t want to seem too pushy since we’d already been out this week,” Mara said.

“David had to do inventory tonight, and Malcom had to pack so he can leave after our lunch tomorrow. So for tonight, we are plus ones for each other.”

I grinned.

Henry came up and whispered something to Ewan. He frowned.

I wonder what that is about?

“Do me a favor and keep her out of trouble tonight,” Ewan said before I could ask. “I need to check on something.”

And then he was off.

The tent was too crowded, and I quickly lost sight of him.

“Excuse me,” Kaitlyn Jacks said.

“Hello, Ms. Jacks, how are you?”

“Please, call me Kaitlyn. I’d be better if you’d release my brother’s body,” she said. “I need to move on with my life. You’ve had plenty of time to run all the tests.” She was bitter and angry. I didn’t blame her, but I was curious if this was about her brother or the money she’d expected from him.

“Right. And we have. I’m waiting for the ACC’s permission before I can release the body. I’m sure his investigation will wrap up soon. Don’t you want to know what happened to your brother?”

Her lips were a hard line. She shrugged. “Of course, I’m not a monster. But I do have a life, and I need to get on with it. If you and the ACC are so serious about my brother’s case, why are you at this party? Shouldn’t you be investigating?”

“The ACC is the host of the party, and I’ve honestly done my part of the investigation. I can assure you, though, we are doing everything in our power to solve the case.”

She harumphed, and then walked away.

“Rude,” Jasper said.

I sighed. “She’s lost her brother, and we’ve kept her here a week. She probably does need to get back to her job.”

“If I were looking at suspects, she would be high on my list,” Mara said.

I frowned. “Why would you say that? Do you recognize her from last night? Is she the one who tasered you?”

“I couldn’t say,” she said. “I never saw the person. They were in the shadows.”

“Same for me,” Jasper said.

“She isn’t really mourning his death, is she?” Mara questioned “It is more that all of this is an inconvenience for her. She just wants it over with so she can probably cash in on the insurance. She can’t do that without a death certificate.”

Insurance. I hadn’t thought about that. If he had any, his sister was most likely the beneficiary.

“I need to find Ewan. I’ll be back in five.”

“Don’t go investigating without us,” Jasper said.

I laughed. I had no plans to leave the tent. Last time I’d done that, I’d ended up with a bonk on the head and a stay in the hospital.

Again, it was hard to believe that was a year ago.

I couldn’t find Ewan, which probably meant he had to leave the party. I texted him, but he didn’t answer.

After borrowing one of the umbrellas the valets were using to help people off the shuttles, I walked the half block to the police station.