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suspect?”
    â€œKincaid?” Suzanne snorted. “No. And she wouldn’t talk without clearing it through proper channels, just like I would have had to do. But she doesn’t want the book written, wouldn’t talk to any reporter.”
    â€œShe doesn’t want the book written, but she’s not a suspect? What am I missing?”
    â€œI told you, she’s at Quantico. And I know her. She didn’t do it, but to make you happy I’ll verify her alibi.”
    â€œAppreciate it.” Joe finished off his first slice and grabbed a second.
    â€œI dug deeper into Weber’s files and went back to her first book about the Rachel McMahon kidnapping and murder, out of Newark. Fifteen-year-old case.”
    â€œThat was before my time—I was still at SUNY.”
    â€œAnd I was still in Louisiana. But I knew one of the agents assigned to the case, so thought I’d start at the beginning. SSA Presidio, out of Quantico. He’s a profiler and is coming up to help.”
    â€œProfiler?” Joe shook his head. He’d never been one to listen to shrinks. “I forgot to mention, the ring the victim wore is worth over fifteen thou. It’s looking more and more like a robbery.”
    â€œYou said it didn’t feel like a robbery.” Suzanne grabbed her second slice before Joe ate the whole pie.
    â€œYou’re right—but with a ring worth that much, I have to follow the angle. Besides, I don’t like profilers. Good detective work solves more cases than shrinks.”
    Suzanne used to agree with Joe, but after working with Lucy Kincaid she’d somewhat changed her opinion. She saw value in understanding the psychology of criminals.
    â€œI’ll let you know what he says. You might even get to meet him.”
    â€œYou think maybe someone Weber wrote about was pissed off enough to whack her?”
    â€œAnything’s possible at this point. Any threats?”
    â€œNothing the sister or faculty advisor knew about. I’ll ask the assistant tomorrow.”
    â€œ We’ll ask the assistant.”
    Joe grinned. “It’s good to work with you again, Suzi.”
    She glared at him. “That’s ‘Agent Madeaux’ to you, bud.” She glanced at her vibrating phone.
    Rogan.
    â€œBoyfriend?” Joe asked.
    She rolled her eyes and answered. “I thought you might call. How’ve you been?”
    â€œNo complaints. Lucy told me about Weber. I just did a little checking on her. Crime reporter for ten years, then switched gears to write true crime books and special features for magazines. People, Time, US News, others. What happened?”
    â€œIt’s an ongoing investigation, Rogan. I can’t talk about it.”
    â€œYou called Lucy.”
    â€œShe’s one of us now.”
    â€œHer supervisor isn’t letting her get involved. We need to know how her name landed in the reporter’s file. I don’t have to explain to you why.”
    He didn’t. Suzanne knew about Lucy’s background, and she understood why Lucy would be concerned if she thought Rosemary Weber had information about her past.
    â€œFair enough. I’ll let you know when I find out.”
    â€œWhy was she killed?”
    â€œThat’s the million-dollar question.”
    â€œI just finished a case, if you need my help—”
    Suzanne laughed. “The FBI is working with NYPD on this; why would we need you?”
    In mock insult, he said, “Because I’m the best.”
    She snickered. “Later.” She hung up.
    â€œThat was interesting,” Joe said.
    â€œI’m sure you’ll be meeting him in the next few days.”
    â€œWho was it?”
    â€œSean Rogan, P.I. out of D.C.”
    â€œAnd he’s in New York?”
    â€œHe will be.”

 
    CHAPTER SEVEN
    FBI Academy
    After two hours, Lucy put her books aside.
    Tony’s file on the Rachel McMahon homicide beckoned her. Not