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“Good Take care of yourself”

Sloane stepped back inside and shut the door, more convinced than ever that there wasn’t a shot in hell these ent who’d interviewed them

“Did you get what you wanted?” Matthew demanded “Do you believe everyone here is innocent?”

Sloane turned to face her father “I never doubted their

innocence Their acting ability? Now that’s another matter entirely”

“Meaning?”

“Meaning I walked into a freaked-out s rapidly deteriorated the longer I stayed And that’s given the fact that you told thelary”

Her father began nervously gathering up eht our story”

“No way Every one of those guys is a h her hair “I wish you’d let me talk to Derek”

“We’ve been over this before The answer’s still no Look, Sloane, not one of us has been contacted again by that Special Agent Williams So he must have accepted our story and assu interviewed by the FBI” Matthew continued cleaning up, tossing dirty paper plates into a large trash bag “We’re no longer on their radar Period”

“You’re burying your head in the sand FBI investigations take ured out what happened with the real and the fake Rothbergs, the story would be out The media would be all over it This one’s juicy A uys were the last ones to do business with him before he was killed; maybe even the last ones to see him alive”

“We didn’t kill Cai Wen They can’t charge us with anything”

“Oh, come on, Dad” Sloane walked over and planted herself in his face “You’re not naive You know that the law isn’t always fair, or right Besides, this is aboutyou from the real killer You knohat he’s capable of Who knows if he’ll go away? Who knows if he’s acting alone?”

Mattheent very still “Why? Did you find out so?”

“I’m not sure,” Sloane answered honestly “But I do know that he stole a valuable painting I know that he traveled fro to here, that he owns a Mercedes, and that he has the contacts to track you down That tells s out with thugs, and arranged for your chance encounter to happen in an area of Chinatown that’s filled with gang-run casinos and brothels That tells erous circles He doesn’t sound like an arbitrary killer to me”