Jason nodded. "True."
The door opened, and a woman in her forties made her way to the desk. She was tall and very thin, with short black hair and pale skin.
"This is Lindsay Kellerman," Adler explained as Lindsay stood next to the desk, looking uncomfortable. "She was Sabrina's supervisor. Agents Colter and Lawson would like to know exactly what projects and accounts Sabrina was handling, Lindsay."
Lindsay cleared her throat. "First of all, I'm shocked and saddened by Sabrina's death. She was more than a colleague—she was a friend. As for her assignments, she's been working on several client matters, routine due diligence research for IPO filings and patents, mostly. She's very thorough, detail-oriented, and good at her job."
"Which clients?" he asked.
Lindsay glanced at Graham, who answered for her. "I'm afraid we can't divulge that. Client confidentiality, you understand."
"We're not asking for privileged information. If whatever Sabrina was working on got her killed, it's in your firm's best interest to be forthcoming."
"I understand. But I can't imagine her work would have put her in danger. She was a second-year associate. She didn't run cases. Nor was she client-facing. Unless you have a court order, that information will stay confidential to protect our clients."
Graham was polite but firm, and Matt wasn't surprised by his stance. He decided to change tactics. Clearly, Graham and Lindsay had been expecting a question about client work, but they might not be expecting the next one. "Your son, Henry, went to Westbridge. Was he there when a student died? I believe his name was Landon Kenton."
The sudden flare in Graham's eyes told him exactly what he wanted to know. The determination was still there, but the calm had vanished.
"Yes, I am aware of that sad occurrence," he replied. "Henry was in the same fraternity as Landon. I believe his death was an accident. Too much drinking. It's unfortunately not a rare occurrence with college kids these days." Graham's voice carried just the right note of sympathy, but he couldn't help noticing the way Graham's fingers drummed against his desk before he realized the nervous gesture and stilled them.
He turned to Lindsay. "Did you go to Westbridge as well?"
She immediately shook her head. "No, I didn't."
"But Sabrina did."
"Yes," she replied, looking like she wanted to say more but then decided against it.
"Is there anything else you can tell us about Sabrina's last few days?" he asked. "Was she acting differently? Was she getting calls at work? Did she mention any problems in her life?"
Lindsay cleared her throat once more. "As a matter of fact, she did. I noticed she was stressed last week, so I asked her if she wanted to talk about anything. She said a guy she met on a dating app was harassing her and wouldn't take no for an answer. I'm wondering now if he…if he was the one who killed her." She drew in a breath at the end of her statement, a statement that felt far too rehearsed.
"Did she give you this man's name?" he asked.
"No. I wish I'd asked for more information, but honestly, as soon as she said it, she clammed up. She told me to forget she'd said anything."
"What about the dating app?" Jason asked. "Do you know which one she was on?"
"I'm not sure. I think she was on several of them. We didn't talk that much about our personal lives. I was her supervisor. We had some distance between us."
"I thought you just said she was a friend," he reminded her.
"She was a friend, but we didn't talk about men that much," she hastily amended.
"Was there anyone else here she would have confided in?" he asked.
"We're not a particularly social office. We're all focused on work."
"I'll need a list of people Sabrina might have been close to," Jason said. "I'd like to talk to them."
Lindsay glanced at Graham again, who gave a nod. Then she said, "Of course. I'll write down their names. Should I do that now?"
"Why don't you show us Sabrina's desk?" Jason suggested. "Then we'll get the list from you."
"All right," Lindsay said, moving toward the door.
"Thank you for your time, Graham," Jason said as he got to his feet.
