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waited impatiently on the edge of the couch.
    “We found an envelope,” Grace confided, “with seven thousand dollars in it, all in twenties, on Anna’s kitchen table.”
    Darcy was stunned. “Wow.”
    “Exactly. Now look, Sis, I’m not saying any more. I’ve said too much already. I have to get going. I’ll talk to you tomorrow okay?”
    “Sure. Goodnight, Grace.” Darcy hung up the phone, still unsure what to make of this little fact. She didn’t think that Anna even had that much money. Especially not to just leave it lying around on her kitchen table.
    Maybe this really was a murder. And maybe there was a lot more going on here than anyone knew about.
     

Chapter Six
     
    The next day Darcy and Sue were busy rearranging some books when the handsome Detective Jon Tinker stopped by. Darcy felt a funny little flutter in the pit of her stomach when she saw him coming through the door. Not her normal something’s-wrong-flutter. This was a very intimate sensation and she was hard pressed to call it anything other than what it was. Attraction.
    Her fingers immediately went to twirl the ring anxiously but she stopped them when she realized what she was doing. She was finding herself playing with the ring more and more recently.
    Jon was holding a cup of coffee and as he walked toward the counter the thought came to her that he always looked like he could have just stepped out of the pages of a fashion magazine. Today he had on a different dark blue suit with a lighter blue shirt underneath and a gray tie. She licked her suddenly dry lips. His blue eyes were stormy and his lids narrowed while he studied her. Her fingers itched with a sudden desire to feel along the outlines of his muscles in his chest and arms and instead went to her ring as a substitute. She mentally shrugged. She would break herself of the habit another day.
    When he reached the counter Darcy became aware that Sue had gone suspiciously quiet. Looking at the younger woman Darcy found her standing, just staring at Jon. For some reason her reaction annoyed Darcy.
    Jon smiled at them and then said to Sue, “I wonder if I might speak to Darcy alone for a few minutes.” He placed the cup of coffee he was holding down onto the counter and rubbed his hands together. Darcy thought he looked a little nervous.
    Sue smiled back at him. “Sure, I can go for a walk. Um. Yeah.”
    Darcy was sure she saw Sue’s cheeks turn red as she nodded and quickly left the shop. Jon waited for the bell to ring and the door to close before turning back to Darcy. His gaze was intense. She felt uncomfortable under his scrutiny.
    “Look, Darcy, I just wanted to apologize for the way I treated you the other night. I was rude to you when you had been through a very rough ordeal.”
    This was what he came here for? Seriously? “Thank you, Jon. I appreciate it but you don’t need to apologize.”
    He nodded like he didn’t believe her. “So how are you anyway? Are you okay now?”
    “Yes, I’m fine.” She just wanted one day when someone didn’t ask her that.
    “It must have been so hard for you to find Anna’s body the way you did. You know, sometimes we can think we’re okay and then all of a sudden things catch up to us. Before you know it you’re an emotional mess.” He was still smiling but Darcy caught the hint of something behind his words. What was he up to?
    Darcy tilted her head up at him and narrowed her eyes. It finally sunk in what he is up to. He was on a fishing expedition. He was trying to subtly question her for information. Bastard.
    “Get out!” She was satisfied to see his startled look. Did he think she was stupid? Without trying to justify himself Jon turned and started to walk away from her.
    Six feet away from her his cup of coffee lifted off the counter and flew across the room, hitting him squarely in the back of the head. Brown coffee splattered all over him.
    Jon spun around to spear Darcy with an angry glare. “What the hell did you do