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    "And why were you here again?" Detective Meyer asked. "Are you all friends with the Claremonts?"
    Sam and Caleigh looked to me. I was surprised Sam was even paying attention. Her unusual silence had made me forget she was with us for a moment.
    "We were hired by Mrs. Claremont to find out if her husband was cheating on his diet," I finally said.
    The detective patted his belly, and Aiden laughed. We all turned to him.
    He raised a brow. "Sorry, that was insensitive. I just wasn't expecting that."
    I knew how he felt, but I was more unnerved by his actions. Since when was he anything less than professional? His professionalism usually bordered on militarism.
    "Continue, please," Aiden said.
    "That's it. We were watching the house, and that's when we heard the shot."
    "Did you see anyone enter or exit the house?" the detective asked.
    We all shook our heads together.
    "Anyone in the neighborhood?"
    I shook my head, remembering how quiet it had been. "There was a black SUV parked down the street, but no one was in it."
    "Did you see anyone inside the house, perhaps through a window?"
    We thought about that. To be honest, I just remembered watching Caleigh and Sam inhale their Hoagies. It wasn't something I wanted to share, so I shook my head. "I didn't see anyone."
    "How did the killer get out?" Caleigh asked.
    "The back door was unlocked as well," Detective Meyers said.
    "It's unlikely Mrs. Claremont left and didn't lock up behind her. But why wouldn't Mr. Claremont lock the front door when he came home?" I asked.
    "He'd been out?" Aiden asked.
    Oh yeah, I guess I hadn't mentioned that part. I told them about tailing Roger to the mall and the opening of a new Hoagies store.
    Aiden gave me a momentary look of disapproval. There was the old by-the-book I knew.
    "And he came back alone?" Meyers asked.
    I nodded.
    "Okay, ladies, if I have any more questions, I'll be in touch." He stepped back into the house, pushing past Aiden.
    Sam and Caleigh looked to one another and then headed down the walkway to Sam's car.
    I faced Aiden. He hadn't moved, still leaning in the doorframe, and he didn't look like he was going anywhere.
    I paused, unsure whether I should say something or just go. I bit my lip. The longer I froze there, the more awkward it was becoming.
    "So, how are you?" I asked, the words coming out stilted even to my own ears.
    But Aiden just smiled back, the corners of his mouth turning up in a slow, almost sensual movement. "Busy. A guy just got shot." He nodded back toward Roger's kitchen.
    The causal way he was talking about the shooting unnerved me, and I cleared my throat. "Yeah, that's…terrible…" I trailed off. "I guess your suspension has been lifted?" I asked. Then immediately wished I hadn't. Why did I have to bring up the sorest subject I could?
    But Aiden's smile didn't falter. "Yep. All clear."
    "Uh, good. Nice. Glad to hear it." Okay, this was more painful than trying to chat up the cute guy in seventh period freshman English. "I, uh, should get back…" I pointed toward Caleigh and Sam over my shoulder, desperately looking for an out.
    "Don't you want to know what they've found?" Aiden asked, nodding his head toward the house.
    I paused. Aiden voluntarily sharing information with me? That was definitely not by-the-book.
    "What did they find?" I asked, curiosity getting the better of me.
    "A shell casing under a cabinet," he said.
    "What type of weapon?" I asked and took several steps closer, just in case he decided to lower his voice. I didn't want to miss a syllable.
    "Forty-five caliber."
    That didn't narrow it down much. There were a lot of guns of that caliber, including my own.
    "I'll be informing the wife soon," he said.
    Unless she heard about Roger's death on her car radio before she returned home. That would not be the way I'd want to find out this horrible news. Especially not while driving. Was it possible she already knew though? Did Mrs. Claremont kill her husband? No, that didn't make