"Do you know Anthony Devray?" Haley asked.
"Yes, but I'm more interested in who Sabrina spoke to at the Bureau. She never gave you a name?" he asked Alanna.
"No, but she was disappointed by their response, which is when she decided to reach out to you, Haley. She knew you were a reporter, and she thought maybe you could get the information she needed."
"Why didn't she come to me right away?" Haley asked.
"She didn't want to raise your hopes in case she was wrong. But when the FBI shut her down, she felt like you had to know."
"I was so close to talking to her," Haley muttered, her expression filled with frustration and anger.
"I can't believe she's dead," Alanna said, her eyes growing moist. "Sabrina was a really good person and a great lawyer. Her firm didn't appreciate her. I told her to leave, but she needed the money to take care of her mom, who has health issues. Oh, God, her mom! She must be devastated."
Both Alanna and Haley were caught up in their pain, and while he sympathized, he needed to keep pushing. "Would Sabrina have confided in anyone at her firm? Did she have a friend there?"
"I don't think so. The firm is cutthroat. All the second-year associates were competing for scraps."
"There's nothing else she told you? Maybe a small detail you didn't think was important," he suggested.
"I'm sorry. I didn't want to know, and she didn't want to put me in danger." She paused, her gaze anxious. "Am I in danger? You two found me. Does anyone else know about me?"
"There's a chance they do," he said honestly. "You should be careful, Alanna. Don't go anywhere alone. Don't take any meetings with people you don't know."
"I can't believe this is happening." Alanna shook her head in bemusement once more.
"We're going to find out who killed Sabrina and who killed my brother," Haley said forcefully. "I promise you that."
"I hope so," Alanna said. "I should get back to work." She got up and gave Haley one last look. "I'm really sorry about your brother."
"Thank you."
When Alanna left, Haley turned to him. "We need to find Arjun and talk to him."
"I'm not against that, but if he'd had more than a hunch, he would have turned it over back then."
"Maybe he did, and someone covered it up. The kid dropped out of school very close to graduation. He was afraid."
"I agree," he said. "It's a good lead, but I need to find out what Sabrina and Anthony Devray were talking about."
"Do you know him?"
"I do. I worked with him on a corporate fraud case. He was acting as a whistleblower. Unfortunately, that case was dropped, and his actions only resulted in him losing his job, not in bringing down the company."
"I thought whistleblowers were protected."
"They're supposed to be. I need to find him, see what he knows about Sabrina."
"Can you call him now?" she asked impatiently.
He hesitated, then pulled out his phone and punched in the number he had for Anthony, but it didn't go through. The number was no longer good. "He must have changed his number. That’s not surprising. He was afraid of repercussions the last time I spoke to him."
"Who did he work for? Was it someone who'd gone to Westbridge?"
"I honestly don't know. I wasn't checking school degrees when I was working the case, but I can certainly look into that."
"Okay. You do that, and I'll try to find Arjun Patel."
"Hang on," he said as she jumped to her feet. "This is my investigation. I will handle both Anthony Devray and Arjun Patel."
