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you again.”
    “Thanks.” He beamed, and I rolled my eyes. Most people probably weren’t very happy to see Ian after the first few times.
    Ian glanced at me. “I was wondering if you’d like to go out for lunch?” His enthusiasm waned a little and he glanced doubtfully back at Nanna. “Unless you brought food with you or something.”
    “No,” said Nanna. “Lunch sounds like a wonderful idea. Tiffany’s got nothing in her fridge.”
    She shot me a disapproving look and I smiled. “You’re welcome.”
    “Great,” said Ian. “Where’re we going?”
    “McDonald’s,” I said decisively. I could really do with a Quarter Pounder.
    I was half-expecting Nanna to offer up a different, more grown-up choice, but to my surprise, she said, “That sounds lovely. I’ll stop at Albertson’s on the way home and pick up something for dinner.”
    I felt a pang of guilt and said, “Actually, I’ve got a shift tonight, so my dinner’s covered.”
    “Right,” said Nanna. “I’ll dine solo, then.” She looked at Ian. “Unless you’d like to join me?”
    “Sure,” said Ian. “I’d love to.”
    We all looked at Stone, but he shook his head slowly. “Sorry. I’ve got work tonight.”
    “Oh.” Ian sounded a bit disappointed and turned to Nanna. “Do you have a grocery list for Albertson’s? Maybe I should get something for myself, too.”
    “I’ll decide when we get there,” said Nanna. “Tiffany can help me choose.”
    “Actually,” said Stone. “I was hoping Tiffany could come with me after lunch.”
    I looked at him and groaned. “Do I have to? I don’t want to be late for my shift.”
    “Bring your uniform,” he said. “I can drop you off at The Treasury and you can change there.”
    I sighed. “But I never carry my gun. What’s the point of going to the gun range?”
    “Practice,” said Stone. “You never know when you’ll need to shoot.”
    “Hopefully never,” I said. I hated going to the range alone, so I should’ve been happy that Stone was dragging me along with him, but I just didn’t see the point. “How’re Nanna and Ian going to get back home?”
    “I can drive,” Ian piped up. “My car’s just been washed and everything.”
    I looked at him and sighed. Ian had a Ford Fusion and he hardly ever drove – which was a good thing, because he saved lives every day by not driving. I looked at Nanna and she said, “That sounds perfect!”
    “Don’t drive too crazy,” I told Ian, and went to pack up my uniform before we all trooped out for a greasy, calorie-laden meal.

Chapter Ten
     
    We ran into Glenn and Karma in the elevator. Which is to say, the elevator stopped at their floor, and we all decided it would be too tight a fit for six people. So the four of us stepped out and I introduced Nanna to Glenn and Karma.
    Glenn is my handsome, octogenarian friend who lives downstairs. I’d first met him a few months back, when I was running away from a deranged psychopath and took shelter in his condo. He’s the perfect man: gorgeous, friendly, and a retired pastry chef. He’s a bit too old for me, but I’d had high hopes of setting him up with Nanna, until he dashed all my dreams by getting together with Karma, an aging hippie with waist-length grey hair and self-professed “second sight.” Which she was always claiming to use.
    As soon as introductions were over, Karma put her hands lightly on either side of my neck and proclaimed, “You are worried. You must accept help.”
    When I hesitated more than a few seconds, Glenn turned to me seriously and said, “Is something wrong?”
    Normally, I’m quick to laugh at Karma’s pronouncements, but this time I really was worried.
    And then it all came tumbling out – how Nanna was in trouble, how I’d witnessed the murder and was still confused by Adam’s last words.
    “What could red roses have to do with his death?” I asked. I turned to Karma and added, “You don’t see anything, do you?”
    She shook her head.