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from Megan’s store. She’d even gone to estate sales and auctions with Megan. The result was an eclectic collection of nice pieces. Very personal.
    She could hear Russ’s voice calling Abby’s name. Again there was no response. Russ came back down the hall, looking into the different bedrooms.
    “I’d better check to see if her car is here. Maybe Elizabeth picked her up and they stopped to shop before the meeting. She’s probably there already. I’ll look in the garage and you call the school, see if she’s turned up there.”
    The closest phone was in the kitchen, the favorite room in the house, always filled with sunshine in the mornings. The door to the garage was off the kitchen, so she followed Russ across the den in that direction, praying he was right.
    Something didn’t seem right to her.
    Russ had his eyes focused on the left, going to thegarage. Tori turned to the right for the phone. She was the one who saw Abby first.
    “Abby!” she screamed.
    Russ spun around. He saw his wife lying on the floor, not moving.
    He ran to Abby’s side, wrapping his arms around her.
    Tori grabbed the phone and called 911. Saying it was an emergency, she asked for a doctor. After she gave the directions, she asked for her mother, but her mother wasn’t working that morning.
    Russ was kneeling on the floor, rocking Abby in his arms, tears streaming down his face.
    Tori lifted the phone again and dialed the Randall ranch. Her mother answered the phone. “Mom, come quick to Russ’s house and bring Janie. There’s something wrong with Abby.”

Chapter Four
    Abigail Randall was dead.
    It didn’t take a genius to know that. Jon was pretty sure Russ knew that, but he had to tell him anyway. He was going to transport her body back to the clinic. He turned and entered the den where Anna and another lady sat with Russ.
    “Russ,” Jon said gently. His gaze met Tori’s first. She was standing behind the couch. Finally Russ looked up at him. Jon could tell he was still in shock. His movements were slow, his eyes glazed.
    “Yes?” he whispered.
    “Your wife has…passed away. I’m going to take her back to the clinic and try to determine what happened.”
    Russ continued to stare at him. “She was pregnant.”
    “I know, Doc told me.”
    “Russ?” Rich Randall shouted as he came through the door. He didn’t know what was wrong, but his mother had called his house on the way to Russ’s. As his twin, Rich probably felt the closest to his brother.
    Jon turned and caught Rich by the arm. Whispering, he said, “His wife died. I’m taking her away now. He’s in shock.”
    It appeared Rich was in shock, too. He stood there, his mouth open.
    Tori appeared on Rich’s other side. “Russ needs you, Rich. Abby was—p-pregnant and—he was so happy.”
    Anna moved from Russ’s side, leaving room for Rich to comfort his brother. She came to Jon. “Is there anything I can do to help? She was so young!”
    He squeezed Anna’s arm. He wanted to offer comfort to Tori, too, but he didn’t feel he could. “I know. I’m going now. But Anna, I want you to keep an eye on Russ. He’s in shock. If he needs medication to sleep, let me know, okay?”
    “Of course, but I can go to your office if you need me.”
    He knew she meant to help on the autopsy, but he wouldn’t ask that of her. “Thanks, Anna, but I’ll manage. I’m very sorry for the family’s loss.” His gaze traveled to Tori, also, but she didn’t look at him.
    The phone rang. Tori looked at her mother. “Shall I get it?”
    Anna nodded.
    Jon watched her step to the phone. She was a strong woman. His mother had always expected every crisis to revolve around her, but Tori was different.
    “Uncle Pete, Abby—Abby’s dead. We found her collapsed on the kitchen floor. The doctor’s about toleave. Aunt Janie, Rich and Mom are here with Russ…yes, I’ll tell her.”
    She told her aunt Janie that Pete was on his way, then turned back to her mother. “That phone