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couple of days there won’t be a chance of anyone doing a full autopsy on her body. Isn’t that just a little bit too convenient?
    She waited until she and David were driving home before telling him her concerns. He listened, but seemed reluctant to agree with her.
    “I agree that Danny didn’t seem too beat up about her death,” he said. “But there are plenty of people who wouldn’t be too sad to see their parents go. Not everyone has the same sort of relationship with their children that you do with Candice.”
    “She’s getting cremated, though,” Moira said. “And he said he can’t wait until her funeral is over. Don’t you think that’s suspicious? He’s probably getting her cremated her so no one will be able to dig up her body if people have suspicions later.”
    “Or she wanted to be cremated. It’s a lot less expensive than a burial, and if she knew her son was having money problems—”
    “That’s another point,” she interrupted. “From what Reggie said, Danny doesn’t have much money at all. You saw his clothes today; they weren’t the nicest. And he wasn’t close to his mother—do you really think he would spend thousands every month to keep her in there, even if he could afford it? No, she must have had money of her own, and a lot of it. If he’s the only living relative, then he’s probably set to inherit it all. And since Danny was her immediate family member, he would have had the code to unlock the doors. It all makes perfect sense.”
    “This is all just conjecture,” David said. He sighed, then added, “But you do have a point. I’m still not convinced, but I’ll look into it for you if you want. I can do a background check on him, see what his financial situation is like, and if he has any priors.”
    “So does this mean I can tell Reggie we’re investigating?”
    “You can tell Reggie I’m investigating. Your only job is to keep in contact with him and tell me if he comes up with anything else, all right?”
    Moira ground her teeth, but conceded. She hated it when David tried to keep her from investigating this sort of thing with him, but it wasn’t like she really wanted something else on her plate right now. Between the deli, catering, and catching up on housework, she was already busier than she wanted to be. Besides, David knew what he was doing and had better resources than she did. She would just get in the way if she tried to investigate this on her own.
    “Fine,” she said. “You’d better tell Reggie not to go poking around either. I’ve got the feeling that he wants this to be a murder, and knowing him, he’ll probably get into trouble trying to prove that he’s right.”
    “I’ll give him a call tomorrow,” David said with a smile. He reached one arm over and draped it over her shoulder. “If only my paying clients needed my help as often as the two of you do, I’d be rich.”
     

CHAPTER SEVEN
    By the time they got back to her house and David had kissed her goodbye, it was too late to call Reggie. Since she had to be up bright and early for the morning shift at the deli the next morning, she decided to call him them. She was certain he would be glad to hear that David was going to look into Danny’s finances, and she was going to have to apologize for not taking him more seriously right away. There still wasn’t any solid evidence that Beatrice had been killed, but her son certainly did seem like a suspicious character.
    Up at the crack of dawn, Moira spent a significant amount of time grumbling about how much she hated early mornings while she waited for her coffee machine to gurgle out the last drops of her morning drink. By the time she had finished her first cup, she felt more like a normal human being and was even able to take a moment to appreciate just how beautiful the forest around her house was at sunrise. Sunlight filtered down from the canopy above, and the grass in her yard sparkled with dew. She opened the kitchen widow to let