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looking for any other murders, but none had occurred in the last month. This hadto be the one. She wrote down the name of the dead person and did a quick search on him. Juarez did have a rap sheet. He’d spent a year in prison for drug distribution and had been arrested twice more. Someone had hired him a high-powered attorney—Jack Humphrey, who was renowned for representing sleazeballs—and he’d gotten off both times.
    She jumped when Juliet came into the room. “What’re you doing?”
    Holly shook her head. “Nothing. Just trying to get a few things done.”
    “That one of our jobs?” Juliet asked, looking at the screen.
    Holly closed out the window she was looking at. “Yeah, the Simon case.”
    “Oh. Nothing resolved yet?”
    “No,” Holly said. “Still working on it.”
    Juliet put three files down on a folding table that functioned as a desk. “Can you take these? They’re pretty easy background searches for employment. You can probably knock them out pretty fast.”
    “Sure,” Holly said.
    Juliet disappeared back into Michael’s office. “I have to go soon,” she said. “I have to pick the kids up. I’ve got a neighbor looking after Robbie, but I promised her I’d only be gone a couple of hours.” She came back out with her purse under her arm. “So when do you want to do our interviews?”
    Holly glanced back at her. “Interviews for what?”
    “Our nanny.”
    Holly sighed and looked down at Lily, still content in her infant seat. “I don’t know. I’m not really ready yet. She’s so little.”
    “But we talked about this. We both need sitters. Let’s choosesomeone together. Someone we trust and like. Even if you don’t go full-time here, you’ll need somebody when you drive.”
    “You go ahead and interview them,” Holly said. “When you narrow it down, I’ll meet them.”
    When Juliet left, Holly went into Michael’s office and sat at the desk. She used his computer to go through his deeper databases looking for information on Creed Kershaw and Emilio Juarez.
    When the front door creaked open, she jumped, then peered through Michael’s office doorway. His brother Max, a detective in the major crimes unit at the Panama City Police Department, stood just inside the front door. “Max, I didn’t see you drive up.”
    “Didn’t mean to scare you,” he said. “You looked deep in thought.” He stared at her for a moment. “Hey, what happened to you?”
    “Mugged this morning in my cab. I filed a report. Two meth heads. They got three hundred bucks.”
    Max lowered himself into a chair. “Did you know them?”
    “No. I’ve driven the girl before, but I don’t remember her name. She called the guy Stevie.” She looked up at him. “What are you doing here?”
    “I had some time off and I thought maybe I could come and give you guys a hand. I think it’s pretty cool that you’re trying to keep Michael’s business going. He said business is actually good and that you’re a little overwhelmed.”
    “True story,” she said. “It doesn’t help that I just had a baby and Juliet’s dealing with a new one of her own.”
    “Yeah, I heard about her adoption. That’s really something. Takes a special kind of person to adopt the baby her husband had with his mistress.”
    “That’s what she is,” Holly said. “A special kind of person. But these babies kind of tug at your heartstrings, you know?”
    When she looked down at her own sleeping child, Max moved out of his chair and squatted down next to Lily. She was asleep, but he gently touched her hair. “She looks like you, Holly,” he said. “At least like the left side of your face.”
    She grinned. “Poor kid.”
    Max grinned back. “I like your hair, by the way. Kind of takes the focus off your black eye and busted lip.”
    “Really? So you were a hater of the pink tips too?”
    “Didn’t hate them,” he said. “I just didn’t quite understand what you were going for.”
    She shrugged. “Seemed like