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the man. “And had asked her to bake a special cake for her friend's birthday. I'm sure she was just here, hoping to get the cake. Weren't you Bekki?” he asked without turning to look at her.
    “Yes, of course,” Bekki gasped out. She was very impressed with Nick's quick thinking, but she also knew it had to be going against his moral compass to be fabricating a story to cover for her illegal actions. “I just didn't want to sound crass by asking you for it, I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't have come, but it's for a very good friend of mine, and I didn't want to see it go to waste.”
    'A cake?” Dan said skeptically. “Then why were you accusing my wife of horrible things? Why did you put this chair here?” he demanded, his rage resurfacing swiftly.
    “I'm not sure what you mean,” Bekki said quietly. “There are some rumors going around town. Working where I do, I hear them all. I was just saying them out loud. I guess, I just didn't believe that what happened could be true.”
    “Well, this isn't some piece of gossip to feast on,” Dan hissed. “My mother is dead, she's gone, and you and this entire tiny town seem to think it's just something to talk about.”
    “It's not that at all,” Bekki insisted, her voice softening. “It's just that everyone who knew your mother cared about her.”
    Dan still did not look pleased but Nick planted himself firmly between Dan and Bekki.
    “I'll tell you what Dan, I'll take her over to the station, question her a little further, and you can decide if you want to press charges,” he said with a mild shrug.
    Bekki held her breath, wondering if Nick really would arrest her. He was pulling handcuffs off of his belt, and she knew they were meant for her.
    Dan sighed and reluctantly shook his head. “Look, I've been a bit overwhelmed by all of this. She didn't steal anything, and she didn't break anything. Maybe we can let it go.”
    “Are you sure?” Nick asked with concern. “I want you to know that our entire community is here to help you with whatever you need.”
    “I appreciate that,” Dan said quietly. Then he looked past Nick to where Bekki was still standing against the wall. “Just keep her away from me, and my wife, and everything should be fine.”
    “No problem,” Nick assured him with a polite smile. “Rebekah?” he summoned her and she winced at the use of her full name. Bekki walked towards him slowly, each step feeling as if she was delivering herself to her judge and jury.
    “I'm sorry again Dan,” she said with genuine remorse. The last thing she wanted to do was cause him more pain. Nick was obviously tense as she stood beside him. She could tell his patience was running thin.
    “Just, do me a favor, and stay out of my business,” Dan said, his tone short. “I don't need a media frenzy right now. I just need some time to say goodbye.”
    Bekki nodded, but she knew that she couldn't promise him. She knew that with everything she had discovered she could not simply let this go.
    When she felt Nick's hand curl around her elbow she could tell from the tension of his grasp that he had quite a bit to say to her about the incident. He steered her out of the bakery and around to the parking lot behind it where his car was parked. He was silent as he opened the passenger side door to his car.
    “Oh it's a nice night, I could walk,” Bekki said lightly and started to pull away from him. He settled his gaze on her with absolutely no compassion, and she felt her next words stick in her throat. She recalled his extreme sense of justice, and his belief that breaking the law was never justified. Maybe he was still going to take her to the station, just to make a point. He continued to hold the door open for her. Feeling a sense of dread rise within her, Bekki slumped into the seat. He closed the door sharply behind her and walked around to the front of the car. As he was opening the door, his cell phone began to ring. He shot her a look of warning, and