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has his phone on.”
    “You don’t want to be putting your nose where it doesn’t belong,” Sadie said in mock reprimand. “You don’t want it to get all infected.”
    “My wondering why Liam didn’t have his phone on is not the same as trying to solve a murder.” Breanna threw herself back on the bed and covered her eyes with one arm while letting out a breath. “I just want to go home.”
    Sadie reached out a hand and rubbed Breanna’s arm, filled with sympathy. “The sooner this is solved, the sooner we can do that.”
    Jungle sounds coming from the vicinity of Breanna’s front pocket signaled that she’d received a text message and she sat up in order to retrieve her phone and read the message.
    “Now he’s got his phone on,” she said grumbling. “Liam wants us to come to the library.” She turned so that her legs were off the bed. “He’s assembling the staff to see if anyone has any information.”
    “Oh, well, maybe we shouldn’t go, it’s not really any of our business,” Sadie replied, folding her hands demurely in her lap as if she weren’t using all her powers of restraint to keep from running downstairs right that second.
    Breanna gave her a withering look. “You’re impossible, do you know that?”
    Sadie smiled. “At least I admit to my curiosity,” she said, getting off the bed and straightening the blue pinstriped button-up shirt she’d worn today thinking it would be comfortable for the flight home. “You’re trying to deny it but you’re just as intrigued as I am.”
    “Not true,” Breanna said as they headed toward the door.
    “Whatever you say, dear,” Sadie said with another knowing smile. She didn’t believe Breanna was any less curious than she was. However, she did agree that other feelings were likely overwhelming Breanna’s questions. She opened the door and held it so Breanna could exit first.
    “To the library,” Sadie said, unable to hide her excitement.
    Breanna’s response was as dry as Sadie’s had been upbeat. “To the library,” she repeated. “May the inspectors hurry and get here so we can go home.”

Chapter 6
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    Sadie looked around at the faces of the people in the room, noting that most of them were also taking inventory of who was here. Curiosity was thick in the air as everyone waited to find out the reason for the meeting. Only a few faces seemed tense—specifically Mrs. Land, who’d been located back in the kitchen. She claimed she hadn’t seen the body and so she’d just gone back to the kitchen. Sadie wanted to ask how that was possible, since she and Breanna had been waiting for her return, but she hadn’t had the chance yet.
    There were thirteen staff members, many of whom she’d never seen before this moment. It was creepy to think they had been doing their jobs without her seeing them even once over the last two days. Some were obviously groundskeepers, as they wore work boots and scruffy jeans. They seemed ill at ease in the ornate room and chose to stand clustered together on one side, while the house staff had taken chairs set about the room and pulled them forward. Grant stood at the double doors that led into the hallway. Sadie looked closely at each face, trying to discern the one belonging to the murderer, but none of them were giving up their secrets. Not yet, anyway.
    Liam nodded at Grant, who then shut the doors. Liam made his way to the front of the room, passing twelve-foot bookcases, not to mention the floor to ceiling bookshelves built into the walls. The room was immense and beautiful, making Sadie wish she had another day to just read in this room. There were several sitting areas around the room as well as a large executive desk set by the windows that looked out over the front gardens of the house.
    Mrs. Land had brought some wonderful, delicate little lemon cookies with an even yummier lemon glaze. No one else seemed in the mood to snack, but Sadie had already eaten five of them—she blamed it on her