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at a time, taking it away from their bowl to eat it, then running back to grab another piece. The whole process must have taken an hour, as opposed to Bullet’s two minutes tops.
    Teddy Kohler knocked on the back door. He was Colby’s age, a cute little guy with his brown curly hair.
    â€œHey, Teddy, you up working already?”
    He handed me a plate of warm blueberry muffins.
    â€œMommy made these for you.”
    â€œWell, tell her thank you very much.”
    â€œâ€™Kay,” he said and skipped off.
    Ever since I moved across the street from the Kohlers, his mom, Eleanor, sent over plates of goodies every week. I considered it her way of thanking me for solving her husband’s murder. I thought she’d stop when I got married, but this was quadruple the amount she usually gave me. I downed three.
    Twenty minutes later, Shannon walked into the kitchen fully dressed in her uniform. She sat at the counter while I made her a cup of dark roast with the Keurig we’d received as a wedding gift from Eleanor.
    â€œScrambled eggs to go with Eleanor’s blueberry muffins?” I asked my bride.
    â€œI’m not hungry this morning, and I feel bloated. I put on three pounds.”
    â€œCan’t tell,” I said.
    â€œYou should have woken me so I could’ve run with you.”
    I smiled. “Next time.”
    As I was eating my breakfast, I read the headline story in The Register : Skeletal Remains Found Near Lake Emmaline. After describing the precise location, the reporter speculated on whose remains they were:
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    Ray and Franny Dawson believe the victim to be their daughter, Silver Rae, who disappeared fifteen years ago while babysitting at her neighbor’s farm just two miles from the shallow grave. Former Deputy Sergeant Ralph Martinson investigated the case and is now the Chief of Police with the Lafayette Bay Police Department, west of Minneapolis on Lake Minnetonka. Chief Martinson said in a phone interview the area where the remains were found had been thoroughly searched the day after Miss Dawson’s disappearance. The case remains open.
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    â€œThe paper gives directions to Adriana’s,” I said.
    â€œGreat,” Shannon moaned. “That’s going to make keeping the nut jobs away harder. Are you going directly out there this morning?”
    â€œNo, we have a case meeting first.”
    Brittany walked in from the backyard with wet hair.
    â€œThat was so refreshing,” she said.
    â€œWhy didn’t I think to swim this morning instead of run?” I said. “Hey, Brit. That pot roast was so good last night, I considered having it for breakfast. But then Eleanor sent over muffins.”
    She laughed. “Do you want me put something in for dinner before I go to class?”
    â€œNo, we’ll have the leftovers,” Shannon said.
    I grabbed an old department tan “sheriff” T-shirt and pair of black shorts to throw in the car, and Shannon and I both took off at the same time.
    In attendance at the case meeting were Sheriff Clinton, Leslie Rouch and Norman Edgerton from BRO, Katherine Abbott from our lab, Dr. Jennifer Kennedy from the University, Patrice, Troy, and me.
    First thing Sheriff Clinton did was announce Troy would be the department’s lead investigator for the case. I expected as much, but I wanted it.
    â€œI’m confident Troy will lead the team to solving the case in a speedy manner. He’s thorough and relentless in his pursuit of crime.”
    Whaaat?
    â€œAs is Cal Sheehan,” Leslie Rouch said.
    â€œYes, of course,” Sheriff Clinton said. “We have two highly qualified investigators on this.”
    What was she talking about? In the five months she’d been in office, we hadn’t had any serious crimes to investigate.
    We discussed the Silver Rae Dawson rumors and it was agreed that until we had a positive ID, we were at a standstill. Nothing would be released to the