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    Adrienne stepped into the Warners' kitchen, singing the one line of the Russian song she could remember.

    Emma jumped up from behind a counter, holding a tiny digital recorder.

    "Got you!" she shrieked. "You're a foreign agent!"

    "A what?" Adrienne stared down at the little blond girl.

    "All day with this spying!"Tania wailed, throwing up her hands."Miss Emma creeping around on floors like bug, with the machines and the peeping at the secrets!"

    "What's up, Emma?" Adrienne said, giving Tania a sympathetic look. In addition to her housekeeping chores, Tania took care of Emma when Adrienne wasn't there.

    "I told you," Emma said. "I am gathering evidence, and. . . ," she whispered loudly,"I'm convinced that Kane is behind it!"

    "Behind what?" Adrienne asked, wondering what on earth Emma could be talking about. Kane was the Warners' butler, and there was nothing about him that would make anyone think for a second that he was "up to" anything. In fact, he was rarely seen unless the Warners were enter- taining.

    "It," Emma intoned mysteriously.

    "That's specific," Adrienne teased. "What exactly are you accusing him of?"

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    Emma pouted."I don't know yet.That's why I have to keep an eye on him!"

    "I think you've been watching too much CSI." Adrienne grabbed the little girl by the hand and steered her out of the kitchen. "Time for homework."

    "And stop with the sneaky and the watching!" Tania called after them.Adrienne heard the woman muttering in Russian as the kitchen door swung shut behind them.

    "Okay, what assignment do you want to work on first?" Adrienne pushed open the bedroom door. She was prepared for an argument. She wasn't prepared for the sight in front of her.

    Emma's room had been done within an inch of its life by a famous decorator about a year ago.Adrienne had long admired the painted furniture and expensive upholstery. But the room was more of a stage set for a movie about a precious little rich girl than a sanctuary or a place to play. With its pink stri� silk hangings, Impressionist paintings, and shelves of valuable antique dolls that held no interest for Emma, it was a room designed for Mrs.Warner's fantasy of a perfect, feminine, girlie daughter. Not the daughter she actually had.

    Now Adrienne stared at all the changes.

    Emma had pulled the silk curtains from their rods and stuffed them away somewhere, and bright afternoon light flooded the room. The dolls were piled in a corner and

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    instead the shelves groaned under the weight of compli- cated electronic equipment. Emma had covered her walls with diagrams of the apartment and maps of the neighbor- hood, and on a far wall were pictures of every member of the Warner household, including a grinning picture of Adrienne, hair frizzed and skin blotchy from the previous weekend.

    "Emma!" Adrienne shrieked. "How did you get this picture of me?"

    "Camera behind a two-way mirror in the entry hall," Emma replied proudly.

    Adrienne crossed to the wall and examined the pictures. Tania was grimacing, wiping the mirror with a cloth. Graydon was yawning. Cameron looked smugly pleased. Mrs.Warner was pulling the skin next to her eyes taut as if she was contemplating yet another lift. Mr. Warner was in profile; he obviously was the only Warner who wasn't obsessed with his appearance.

    "Look at Kane," Emma ordered.

    Adrienne peered at the picture of Kane. He was walking past the mirror carrying a small brown paper sack."I don't see anything suspicious about this," she told Emma.

    "That's because you haven't seen the video." Emma pointed a remote at the plasma TV on the wall.

    "The video?" Adrienne repeated. She whirled around to face Emma. "You have been secretly taping people?"

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    "That's the best way to gather