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    “See, Millie? I told you that you worry for nothing.” Aldo’s lips twitched in what was probably meant to be a smile. The blue face goop he was sporting looked as though it had hardened to the consistency of stone. “When you no come home right away, she started calling your friends.”
    “Devlyn said he’d be up late in case you needed to talk. Otherwise, he’ll see you at rehearsal in the morning.” Millie grabbed a towel and swiped some of the green glop off her face. “He also said I should tell you not to worry about losing your job. The new choir number is going to wow the school board.”
    Busted.
    “It’s not—”
    Millie gave me one of her looks. “Don’t tell me this isn’t important. We all know that’s a lie.” I opened my mouth to explain, but Millie held up her hand. “We won’t talk about it now because you’ve had a rough night, but tomorrow the two of us are going to have a heart-to-heart. If that school board thinks they can fire the best thing that ever happened to them, they have another think coming. The mayor is going to hear about this.”
    So much for not talking about it tonight. I was thankful the doorbell rang, saving me from whatever other phone calls Millie planned on making.
    I made a mental note to steal Millie’s Rolodex and took the opportunity to escape by volunteering to answer the door. Since Millie’s and Aldo’s friends weren’t the types to visit after ten, I assumed whoever was at the door was here for me. Hoping Devlyn had decided to offer his very sexy shoulder to lean on, I flung open the door—and almost slammed it shut on the smirking face of Prospect Glen detective and all-around pain in my butt, Michael Kaiser.
    “What are you doing here?” Not the most gracious greeting in the world, but sue me, I’d had a rough day. Seeing the man who’d investigated the last dead body I’d run into wasn’t making my day any better.
    Mike’s smile widened as he scooted inside and brushed the snow off his long, navy blue coat. “Aw, I’ve missed you, too. And I’m here because your aunt called me.”
    Of course she did. “Look, I’m sorry Aunt Millie interrupted your evening. She was worried about me driving home in all this snow.”
    “I can see how that would upset her, although I’d think hearing her niece witnessed a man drop dead from cyanide poisoning would freak her out more.”
    Cyanide. In the water that I almost drank. Oh my God. Trying to get a grip, I asked, “How could you know it was cyanide poisoning? It’s not your case.”
    “When a famous opera guy ends up dead, it makes me curious. And when I find out my favorite brunette singer is a witness . . .” He leaned against the wall and gave me a crooked smile. “I made a couple calls. The tox screens won’t be in for a while, but the dead guy had seizures, his face turned red, and his breath had what the paramedics described as an almond smell. All the hallmarks of potassium cyanide. Someone really didn’t like the dead guy.”
    “Do they have any idea who?”
    His smile disappeared. “They’re questioning several persons of interest. At the top of their list is the one who waves the stick at the band, but right below her was a person I found a little more interesting.”
    “Who?” Vanessa? Jonathan?
    Mike’s brown eyes met mine as his lips formed the word. “You.”

 

Chapter 4

    “Me?” Clearly the glop on Millie’s face had hallucinogenic properties because I was most definitely hearing things. “I just met David Richard. Why would I kill him?”
    Mike folded his arms across his chest. “That’s a really good question. A question Detective Frewen has no doubt already asked himself, which is why you aren’t the current focus of the investigation.”
    “I don’t understand why they’d focus on me at all.” My voice was starting to sound a little like I’d inhaled helium, but I couldn’t help it.
    Mike rolled his eyes. “Probably because you are the