“Leave Eve to me. Besides, this is one thing I think she might understand.”

“For herself, yes. But she’s fiercely protective of the people she loves. If she thinks I’m putting you in danger, she’ll never forgive me.”

She grinned. “You’re now on record as trying to talk me out of it. Olivia, you’re her witness.”

Olivia held up her hands. “Leave me out of it. This isn’t a game or a match. Kendra, if you’re right about this being Colby, this is different than your other cases. He’s had you in his sights ever since you put him away.”

“That’s why I have to do this.”

Olivia shook her head. “No. You don’t.”

“I can’t sit back and just let this play out. He’ll keep killing until he’s stopped.” She added bitterly, “And at the moment, I’m the only one who believes he’s out there.”

Olivia sighed resignedly. “Okay.” She moved into the adjoining living room, which was dominated by a large, L-shaped desk where she spent most of her waking hours. “I know better than to try to change your mind, so I want you to do something for me.”

“What’s that?” Kendra asked warily.

Olivia picked up a box and carried it back over to Kendra. “Take this. I know you’re not fond of guns, but maybe one of these things will work for you.”

Kendra peered into the box. “What is it?”

“I just reviewed some self-defense products for my Web site. Some of these might come in handy for you.”

Beth reached in and pulled out a chrome, cylindrical-shaped object. “Self-defense products … as in weapons?”

“Yes. Tasers, pepper spray, flesh-colored brass knuckles, among other things. But whatever you do, don’t touch the silver tube.”

Beth froze.

“I’m kidding.” Olivia chuckled. “It holds pepper spray refill cartridges. I heard it roll around when you picked it up.”

“I’m going to get you for that.” Beth returned the cylinder to the box. “Very funny.”

“I kinda thought so. By the way, did you know Ohio actually issues handgun carry permits to blind people?”

“Is that another joke?” Beth asked.

“I wish it were. I just found out about it when I was writing the piece for my Web site. I’m all for equal rights for the vision impaired, but that’s one I hope California doesn’t pick up.”

“You and me both,” Kendra hefted the box. “Thank you, Olivia, but this really isn’t necessary.”

“Take it. There might be something in there you can use.”

“Sure.” Kendra gingerly picked up a small black handgrip with two prongs at the top. “I feel like James Bond getting my gadgets from Q Branch.”

“James Bond is indestructible. You’re not. I think this is a great time for you to get away from here. I don’t suppose I can talk the two of you into joining me at the Hawaii Hot Springs Spa and Resort on the big island for the next week or two? Balmy breezes and wonderful scents.”

“Later,” Kendra said. “I promise.”

“Beth? You still have a chance to be the sane one.”

Beth laughed. “You do know I’ve spent the last few years in a mental institution, right?”

“Here’s your chance to convince me that you still don’t belong there.”

“Most people tap-dance around that subject with me. Not you.”

Kendra moved toward the door. “Don’t expect anything else. Olivia is the most direct person you’ll ever meet.”

“I’m beginning to see that.” Beth hugged Olivia. “And appreciate it. Rain check on that spa vacation?”

“We’ll see.” Olivia smiled faintly. “Depends on if I can round up some more sensible friends to go with me instead.”

After the door slammed behind them, Kendra and Beth walked down the corridor. Beth glanced back. “She’s amazing.”

“That’s the word I usually use for her.”

“Was she born blind?”

“No. She lost her sight in a car accident when she was a child. We’ve known each other since we were seven years old. She helped me through some tough times.”

“I’m sure you helped her, too.”

“Maybe. I think she was always the stronger one, though.”

“You’ve gotten your sight back so completely … Is there nothing that can be done for her?”

“Not so far. I lost my sight from a degenerative corneal disease in the womb. A stem-cell procedure basically grew my cornea back for me. Olivia has different issues that medical science can’t tackle yet. She’s hopeful, though. We all are.”

“Has she ever shown any resentment?”

Kendra smiled. “Never. Not once. She knew I had never seen colors, the sky, or a person’s face, and she was thrilled for me when it finally happened. The problems were on my end. I felt guilty for leaving her behind in the dark. She sensed that, and she pulled away from me for a while. She thought I needed room, and I guess I did. That was the start of my wild days. But now we’re closer than ever.”

“That’s great.” She was silent for a moment. “I haven’t reconnected with my old friends yet, but I will. I was sent to that mental hospital when I was only seventeen and just starting to make firm friendships and memories. Most of the people I grew up with have moved on and probably forgot I existed.”

“Maybe not. Perhaps there’s someone out there who would like to hear from you.”

“That life all seems so far away. The only thing that seems real are the people I’ve met, the friends I’ve made since I left Seahaven. The past holds a lot of pain and bewilderment. I’m just not ready yet, you know?”

Kendra nodded. “I know. I just wanted you to think about it. I don’t want you to be cheated of anything that might be out there for you. No pressure. It’s good to take time for yourself right now.”

They stopped in front of the stairway that would take them back to Kendra’s floor.

“Well, now that we’ve bonded and settled my immediate personal issues, isn’t it time we got down to business?” Beth asked with a grin. “So where do we start with this case of yours?”

“You’re not serious.”

“Of course I am.”

Kendra shook her head. “I was hoping that you’d just drop it. And that’s your idea of taking time for yourself?”

“Absolutely. Look, I know there’s no way you’re going to let me get near Colby. You try to leave me free, but you’re almost as protective as Eve. But there’s no reason I can’t help and sort of skate around the edges while you keep me from breaking through the ice. If I get in your way, tell me to get lost. But, as long as you’re not investigating in an official capacity, why can’t I help?”

“I … don’t have an immediate answer for that.”

“Good. Don’t search for one. Where do we start?”

“I’ll start by looking at Sheila Hunter’s call logs and phone directory.”

“You really have those things?”

“Yes. Don’t ask how. Anyway, that will give me an idea where to go next.”

Beth nodded. “I’ll head back to the hotel and grab a few hours sleep. I’ll see you back here at seven thirty tomorrow morning.”

She was probably making a mistake, Kendra thought. But if she sent Beth away, there was no telling if she would be back on her doorstep anyway. Beth could be very determined. And Beth had been right, Kendra would never put her into a position where she would be in danger.

So let her help and keep her skating around the edges?

Surely Kendra could tolerate that amount of participation if she never let Beth too close.

Maybe.

She looked away for a long moment. What the hell. “Sure. See you here.”

“Right.” Beth flashed a bigger and more brilliant smile than Kendra had ever seen from her.

Then she turned and practically flew down the stairs.

CHAPTER 6

AFTER RETURNING TO HER CONDO, Kendra spent forty-five minutes searching the recent phone numbers in Sheila Hunter’s incoming call log. She pulled together a preliminary list, separated by the known and unknown callers. Her office accounted for the vast majority of calls, followed by a man named Robert Schultz. Probably a boyfriend, judging from the length and late hours of their conversations. There were still several others that needed some follow-up, but that could wait for the morning.