He’d gone to get a haircut and come home to find a message on his machine that Gabriel was in jail. After talking to Laura, he was only a little bit less panicked than when he’d first dialed the phone. The fact that Gabriel had not been arrested was good news. However, he couldn’t help but worry about the conclusions the police were bound to draw. With a serial killer on the loose and no clues to speak of, having someone walk in off the street claiming he’d witnessed the killings in a dream was nothing short of suicide. Henry Loo was too worried about lost revenue from the second robbery to pay much attention to what the man from the police department told him a few hours ago. A psychic had predicted he would die tonight? It had been all he could do not to laugh. His big concerns were staying in business long enough to be able to move out of this terrible location. The food was excellent, the service even better, and he’d cut his prices to rock bottom to draw customers.
