Page 121 of Coordinates of Death

“Got here two days ago. Staying at the dive hotel on the edge of town.”

“So you never met the person who paid for your way here?” Aurora wrote two days, hotel, and edge of town in her notes.

“Nope. Only via video on my laptop.”

“Which is where?” Hope surged through Aurora. Perhaps they could get information off the drive.

“My hotel room.”

“You only kidnapped Ginny to get back at Rory and me?” Kordell’s question croaked out, his voice gravelly.

Sebastian wiggled the cuffs chained to the bar. “You both deserved it for all the heartache you caused our family.”

“Did I really almost kill you?” Kordell’s question came out soft, reserved. Unsure.

Sebastian cocked his head, eyebrow raised. “You having a hard time accepting that your Goody-Two-Shoes teenage self would do such a thing?”

“Frankly, yes. It goes against everything I believe in.”

“Well, believe it. You punched me multiple times.”

Kordell’s lips flattened into an impregnable line.

Aurora had to steer the conversation back to the case. “So there’s nothing else you can tell us? Remember our deal.”

Sebastian blinked and looked away. “There’s one more—”

A fire alarm pierced throughout the station, strobe lights pulsating blinding flashes.

Aurora and Kordell sprang to their feet.

“Let’s check to see if there is a fire. Probably a false alarm.” Aurora pointed to Sebastian. “If not, we’ll be right back to get you out.”

“Please don’t leave me. SBK already tried to kill me once.”

They hustled from the room, ignoring Sebastian’s pleas.

Aurora ran down the hall and almost collided with Henry. “Whoa. Sorry. Do you know what’s going on?”

“No, just came out of my cave to find out.”

Wheeler and Hill exploded out of the observation room. “What’s going on? Where’s the fire?”

Dirk, Nadine, and other members of the forensics team plus their civilian employees bounded around the corner.

“Is there a fire?” Dirk asked. “I don’t smell smoke.”

“Clear all rooms and get everyone out,” Hill said. “Look for evidence of a fire. The alarm went off, so firefighters will be here soon.” He turned to Aurora. “Get our prisoner out.”

Aurora and Kordell rushed back into the interrogation room and halted in their tracks.

Sebastian Roche lay slumped over the table, his face turned toward them—his lifeless eyes staring in their direction.

The alarm was a diversion for SBK to snuff out a loose end.

But how had the killer got into the station undetected?

That was too easy. The look on Aurora’s face when she came out of the interrogation room was priceless. Stern, determined, and—