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here?" she asked, as if the woman had walked up behind her.
    Perhaps Julie had threatened her. Perhaps she had simply attacked her. She was certain there would have been a lot of anger.
    "No, that isn't right," she frowned. "Lydia had no bruises or scratches on her. But if she wasn't drugged, if she wasn't beaten, then how did Julie get her into the noose?"
    "Excuse me?" a voice said sharply from behind the counter of the bakery. "Just who are you, and what are you doing in my mother's bakery?" Dan demanded as he walked swiftly around the counter toward Bekki. Bekki's eyes widened as she recognized him. Her heart pounded. Dan had seemed so upset, but there was still a chance that he had something to do with his mother's death as well. He would certainly have been strong enough to help his wife.
    "I'm Bekki," she said quickly and stepped back away from him. Dan's eyes flashed with annoyance.
    "What are you doing in here? Why were you saying those things about my mother and my wife?" he looked quite menacing as he drew closer to her.
    "I'm so sorry," Bekki said quickly. "I knew your mother, and I just, I just couldn't picture her taking her own life."
    He paused a moment as if her words had struck a chord with him, but then his anger swiftly returned.
    "And that gives you the right to break in here and imagine such horrible things about my wife?" he asked. "What did you mean by, how did Julie get her into the noose?"
    Bekki shivered as she realized how much trouble she had gotten herself into. Not only had she been caught trespassing, and truly breaking and entering, but she had also openly accused Dan's wife of murder with no proof whatsoever.
    “I didn't mean anything,” she insisted, her panic growing. “I'll leave right now. I'm sorry to disturb you,” she started to move towards the door but the moment she did, Dan stepped in front of her and pulled out his cell phone.
    “Oh no, you won't. You're not going anywhere. You broke in here, and you're accusing my wife of horrible things. We'll let the police deal with this,” as he dialed, Bekki felt her heart sink. Her attempt at being clandestine had certainly not worked out very well. Nick was not going to be pleased that she had lied, yet again, about what she was up to. Worse than that, it might not be Nick at all who came to the scene. To any other police officer this would look like a simple case of breaking and entering, and she would have no chance of defending herself. But maybe that would be better than Nick being the one to walk through the door. She closed her eyes and imagined the exact look that would be on Nick's face. He wouldn't be able to sweep this under the rug.
    ***
    The police station was relatively calm. It was Nick's night to catch up on some paperwork, but his mind kept wandering back to the case. He had sent the suicide note for handwriting analysis, despite the trouble he could get into for investigating a closed case. He just could not shake Bekki's insistence that something was not right about the case. He also wanted to figure out who might have attacked her in order to get the notepad back. The last thing he wanted was for her to be in danger. A part of him hoped it wasn't true. That the case was as simple as it seemed. But he had begun to trust Bekki's instincts.
    Nick's partner, Detective Williams, paused beside his desk and knocked lightly on it.
    “Just thought I'd give you a heads up,” she frowned. “Your little amateur detective got herself into some serious trouble again,” she sighed and rolled her eyes. “I intercepted the call, and told the uniforms that you would take care of it. But you better get out there fast. Sounds like she broke into the bakery, and Lydia's son caught her.”
    “You can't be serious?” Nick sighed as he wiped a hand across his face. “I can't believe she did it again.”
    “I am serious,” she replied and leaned a little closer to Nick. “Look, she may seem pretty sharp but you've got a good