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nicknamed “Solar.” He was top on my list to check out.
    There were a random few who knew we’d be at Savoy’s. It wasn’t something we had planned, so my bets were on either one of the guys at Savoy’s or someone who targeted Archie at the retirement party, overheard where we were going, and followed us there. Chelsey’s theory that it could’ve been the wife or child was dead wrong. No pun intended. For fear of hurting her ego, I didn’t tell her she was on the wrong track…but she was.
    The murder couldn’t have been random. Too much planning was involved for someone to get a date rape drug and set up a cop as the fall guy. Judging by the number of stab wounds, it had to be someone who loathed him. Couldn’t have been a robbery gone wrong. No. Not a robbery. Someone knew the vic. Someone fueled by rage. Or heartbreak or revenge.
    I borrowed Chelsey’s computer to do a preliminary check on Solar. His real name was Solomon Aaron Ritter. Without access to the county’s computer networks, I doubted I would find a criminal history. What I did find was interesting. Sol’s parents were stabbed to death in their home thirty-five years prior, when Sol was a teenager. He was cleared of any wrongdoing, but the perps remained at large. I wondered if Sol had a temper. Did the police let the wrong guy go? Did Archie betray Solar in some way?
    I perused the Internet for info about the other two guys that came with us and found nothing unusual. Carl was in his thirties, married, two kids. Drew was in his forties. Carl was a cop. Drew was a municipal clerk. Honest men. I couldn’t see a motive there. Drew ducked out early to catch the end of a ball game. Carl left before us to get home to his family. I couldn’t remember when Sol left. Perhaps he didn’t. Perhaps he stayed until Archie and I left.
    In an attempt to jog my memory, I closed my eyes and took deep breaths. Was Solar in the taxi with me? Was Sol the person implicating me in the crime? What if he claimed he was there and said he saw me stab Archie? What purpose would Sol have to lie? Besides the fact that Sol could be the killer covering his own tracks.
    Solar was number one on my suspect list. How was I going to get close to him to find out if he knew what happened to Archie? I had two choices. Risk being found by my brothers in law enforcement by confronting him myself. Or ask Chelsey to question him. The latter would be safer to keep me hidden, but risky for her.
    In case I was wrong with my theory, I drafted my own list of suspects. I needed to figure out if there were any criminals that Archie had put away. Searching the Internet using Archie’s name led me to a few cases, but none stood out. Since he was a local police chief, Archie wouldn’t have been the man blamed for locking up a serious criminal in recent years. He was a supervisor and I was fairly certain any arrests would’ve been through the local detective bureau or a different agency. Nonetheless, it wasn’t something to be overlooked. Someone could’ve been released on parole that Archie put away eons ago.
    Allowing Freddy to help could prove fruitful. He’d easily be able to cross reference Archie’s old cases with anyone released from jail recently, but it could take him a considerable amount of time if Archie had made a lot of arrests. Time I didn’t have. Plus, I feared Freddy would turn me in. But I could’ve asked Chelsey to ask him for help. I wasn’t sure if Chelsey had it in her to lie to Freddy—pretending she didn’t know where I was.
    I decided Freddy wasn’t an option. I was in this alone. Well, not completely alone, I had Chelsey. It dumbfounded me that she believed me since no one else seemed to—given the television reports. That was important to me. She was important to me. And not just because I was in trouble and she was helping me. No. It was more than that.
    Speaking of Chelsey, I wondered why she wasn’t yet awake. It was already nine. She told me her