Rowan walked over to greet them. “I didn’t realize you were coming.” “It didn’t occur to me until after you left,” Xander said, his face in shadow, but his tone warm. “If there has been a murder, we might be able to help. I believe you found Doug’s assistance useful last December.” “Yes, I did.” Rowan gestured toward Albright’s open door. “I have not visited the scene myself, but—” Xander placed a hand on Rowan’s shoulder. “He was a friend. I understand. Come, we will face it together.” “Thank you.” Xander patted his shoulder before removing his hand. “It never gets any easier.” “No, it doesn’t.” Sincerity colored Rowan’s words. The two men moved off down the hall, but it wasn’t until they’d walked into Albright’s office that I realized that Doug hadn’t followed.
