Saturday — April 20
Gael was ascending the stairs when Rick peeked around the foyer. Wearing dark jeans and a white shirt, he casually rolled the sleeves to his elbows and nodded to Rick. They went out the front door to wait for Angela who was still preparing upstairs.
"Boss," Rick leaned closer and spoke low to Gael's ear. "One of Herman's neighbors called. He said he thought he saw Herman last night on their street."
Gael cocked a brow. "Last night? Why did he only call now?"
"He said he wasn't sure if it was Herman last night because he hadn't seen him in months. Also, it was dark and he looked different—long hair and a thick beard. But this morning, he saw Herman pull his car out from the garage and drove away. His head and beard were shaved already."
"Did the neighbor call the police?"
"I had paid him to call us first, so he did, and then I told him today not to tell the police yet."
