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and Lin bent to finish up the plantings when what she’d been puzzling over popped into her mind. She looked over her shoulder and called to Quinn. “Is the office light on a timer?”
    Quinn stopped walking and faced Lin. He cocked his head. “No, why?”
    “I came back late last night.” Realizing she had to explain why she had been at the cemetery at night, she made something up. “I left one of my new tools here and I didn’t want to lose it, so I came back to get it. There was a light on in the back room.” She gestured toward the back of the office cottage. “I thought you were working late. It must have been one of the employees.”
    Quinn seemed surprised. He looked over at the cottage, then turned back to Lin and smiled. “No one else has a key. It must have been the moon shining on the window.”
    Lin was about to say that she didn’t think it could have been the moonlight, but Quinn spoke before she said so. “No one was here at night.” He waved and headed back inside.
    Holding a trowel in one hand, Lin sat back on her heels. I know there was a light on in there. If it wasn’t Quinn, then who was it?
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    L in scurried around making the salads, showering and dressing so she wouldn’t be late to dinner. She and Nicky hurried along the brick walkways that lined the cobbled streets to Lin’s house. Roses and hydrangeas bloomed in Viv’s gardens inside the white picket fence that enclosed the front yard. Lin got a whiff of the roses as she walked down the driveway to the back of the house and the deck. She could hear Jeff and John talking and when she came around the corner, she saw them standing by the grill.
    Jeff took the platters from his girlfriend and kissed her. “You look great.” His eyes shined.
    “Viv’s inside.” John lifted the lid of the grill to check the charcoals. “We can put the food on in a minute.”
    Jeff, Viv, and Lin carried food and drinks out to the deck and John placed burgers, shish kebobs, and skewers of vegetables onto the grill. Nicky and Queenie dozed in the grass under one of the trees.
    Lin told everyone about how she and Leonard climbed the hill at the park and came out right above the farmhouse’s backyard. She described the scene of police and officials as they scoured the rear of the house looking for additional bones.
    Jeff put his arm around Lin’s shoulders. “I hope it’s an old bone from decades ago.”
    Viv agreed. “There’s been enough excitement on the island this summer. If this keeps up, they’ll change the name to Murder Island.”
    Lin groaned.
    John flipped a burger. “It sounds strange, but that would probably bring even more tourists over from the mainland. Plenty of people like murder mysteries and intrigue.” He looked up pondering. “Maybe it would do my business good. How could I capitalize on that?”
    Viv bopped John’s arm playfully. “Honestly John, you can’t try to profit off someone else’s misery.”
    “Leonard told me that the farmhouse was for sale for almost year,” Lin said.
    “Yeah. I really wanted to sell that place.” John checked the grilling vegetables. “I just missed out on taking the call from those doctors who ended up buying it.”
    Lin held a platter for John to place the skewers. “When a place for sale is empty, do Realtors make some arrangements to have the house and property checked on periodically?”
    “Some do.” John placed the veggies and burgers on the platter. “Our firm does. There’s a risk of a squatter moving in especially in the off-season or there could be other trouble like kids getting inside and destroying the place. There was a multimillion dollar house in Cisco that was closed up for the winter. Teens got in and trashed it, turned the water on which burst all the pipes. It was a mess, to say the least. It took tens of thousands of dollars to fix it.”
    “So at your firm, does the listing Realtor check on the house or do you hire someone to go by?” Lin handed the food