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anyone, but did she have any ex-boyfriends from further back, anyone she might have split with on bad terms?"
    "She hasn’t seen anyone to my knowledge in nearly a year."
    "So, she was seeing someone about a year ago?"
    "Yes, but I can’t imagine Derek doing anything like this."
    Sydney opened her notebook. "What is Derek’s last name? Maybe I can contact him and ask if he knew of anyone who might have been angry with Maggie." Like him. Hundreds of women had been killed by spurned lovers.
    "It’s Knowles. He works over at Griff and Wyatt Accountants."
    Sydney jotted down the information. "What about Mr. Field? Do you think he knows of anyone else I should contact?"
    "I don’t think so, but I’ll ask him. We’ve been over this what seems like a thousand times with the police, with each other." Jane looked through the doorway that led into the kitchen. "I’m sorry George isn’t in here. He’s out working in his woodshop. He’s devastated. We have three sons, but Maggie was always his special little girl." Jane’s voice cracked and fresh tears streamed down her face.
    Sydney slipped from her seat and crouched in front of Jane. She placed her hand over the older woman’s. "I’m going to do what I can to find out who did this."
    Jane gave her another of those half-hearted smiles and lifted her hand to Sydney’s cheek. "I know you will. You’re a good girl. My Maggie would have liked you."
    Sydney said goodbye, then hurried to her car before she broke down in tears, too. Even though she’d never known Maggie personally, she felt as if she had. And she definitely knew the anguish of losing someone so close and not knowing why. Even now, she still cried herself to sleep sometimes because she missed her mother. Missed being able to share things with her, ask her advice. All because some unknown piece of trash had wanted her car.
    Mind on work, mind on work.
    Sydney drove through a light mist to the glass-front office of Griff and Wyatt. She made it past the receptionist and into the office of Derek Knowles with no trouble. Within a few seconds, a tall, handsome man who looked like he might have played high school football breezed into the room.
    "Miss Blackburn, how can I help you today?"
    Sydney examined his face, trying to discern if it belonged to a killer. All she found there were twin dark circles under his wire-rimmed glasses.
    "I understand you dated Maggie Field a while back."
    His businessman smile faded, and he leaned back into his chair as if he hadn’t slept in weeks. "Yes, ma’am, I did. But we broke up last December."
    "Who did the breaking up?"
    "She did. I didn’t want to, but she wanted to try dating other people."
    "Did you all fight about it?"
    Derek’s face tightened. "What are you insinuating? That I had something to do with Maggie’s death?"
    Sydney detected a break in his voice he tried to cover, not something a murderer would likely do. If he had killed Maggie, he’d probably be much more dramatic about his "grief."
    "I’m just trying to find out what happened and help bring her killer to justice. Her family deserves that. Maggie deserves that."
    "I was out of town doing my Army Reserve training when they found her. I just got back late last night." Derek spun his chair so that his profile faced Sydney. "I can’t help wondering that if we’d stayed together I might have been able to prevent this. Who would kill her? She didn’t have an enemy in the world."
    "Her mother says she doesn’t know of any ex-boyfriends other than you. Do you know if she did see other people?"
    "I don’t know. We didn’t keep in touch."
    After a few more minutes of hearing Derek echo what Maggie’s mother had said, Sydney left his office and drove toward her own. Well, back to square one. When she pulled into the parking lot beside the paper, she didn’t immediately go inside. She sat in her car and examined her notes.
    Maggie Field. Young, beautiful, well liked, no enemies. All indications pointed toward