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the little girl answered. “My brother’s name is Brian.”
    “She means Dorothy, after the girl in The Wizard of Oz . That’s our mom’s favorite movie. She’s got a tooth missing, so she can’t talk very good.”
    “Hmm.” Angel felt a wave of sadness wash over her. Kids shouldn’t have to suffer like this. Please, God, let their mother be innocent. They shouldn’t have to lose both parents.
    Dorothy clasped Angel’s hand even tighter than before. “Are you taking us to your house?”
    “To my parents, yes.”
    She frowned. “We can’t go until Sissy comes home. She won’t know where we are.”
    Brian jumped backward off the gate. “You don’t need to worry. Mom will pick her up.”
    Candace glanced at her watch. “Brian’s right. We need to go. Gracie will be waiting.” She nodded toward the officers. “They told me to stay here, but . . .”
    “Let me check with Officer Caldwell. Maybe they’ll let you go with me now and question you later.” She’d also need to borrow a vehicle, as hers was a two-seater. Maybe Nick would let her use his.
    Candace sighed. “I don’t know how I’m going to manage without Phillip.”
    “You will.” Angel told her the crime lab would be going over the van and that she’d have to drive them. “Wait here while I make arrangements.”
    “How will I get my van back?” Candace glanced worriedly at the groceries still sitting in the back. “Who will take care of the groceries? I put away the perishables, but . . .”
    “I’ll bring you out here tomorrow, or whenever the police are finished.” If you’re not in jail.
    “But our clothes. I don’t have anything for the children to wear tomorrow for school.”
    School? Your husband has just died and you’re worried about what the kids are going to wear to school? Angel kept her thoughts to herself. Candace apparently was still in shock. “They won’t let us in the house right now, but I’ll come back out later and pick up a few things.”
    Candace hesitated, a deep frown etched into her face. She clearly didn’t want to give her home over to strangers. Finally she nodded and stood in the driveway, an arm around each of the children, while Angel went back to the house. She found Nick still inside talking to the lab techs.
    “Hey, Nick, Mrs. Jenkins needs to pick up her daughter from school. How would you feel about my taking her and the kids into town? They’re going to need to eat, and I think it might be best if we get them out of here.”
    “I need to question them.” Nick walked over to her. “Besides, you can’t take them in the Vette.”
    “I know, I’ll need to borrow yours.”
    “No way. I can’t let you do that. In case you’ve forgotten, you’re technically a civilian. If something happened to the car, it would be my neck.”
    “Come on, Nick. We can’t let them stay out here. You’re not going to be done for hours yet. I’ll take them into town and bring the car back.”
    “I don’t know.”
    “They’ll be at my parents’ place,” she assured him. “Don’t worry. I’ll keep an eye on them.”
    He rubbed at the lines of indecision on his forehead and pulled a set of keys from his pocket. “Okay, but make sure she doesn’t go anywhere else. And give me your keys in case I have to leave . . . and put the out-of-service sign on the car door.”
    From the look on his face when she handed him her car keys, she suspected he didn’t mind exchanging vehicles as much as he wanted her to believe.
    Angel led them to Nick’s car and opened the doors. The children scrambled into the back, with Brian going on about how neat it was to ride in a police car. “Wow. This is so cool. Can you put the siren on?”
    “Maybe later,” Angel told him. She opened the trunk and retrieved the magnetic sign, placing it squarely on the driver’s side door.
    To Brian and Dorothy’s delight, she turned on the siren once they reached the main road, letting it run for a full minute