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so we started talking about…you.”
    “Me?”
    “Yeah, and Ryan. It was the first time I’d seen Cooper since we had lunch the other day and he found out that Ryan was with you. He was asking me what I knew about the two of you, why you would ask Ryan to come down there instead of him—stuff like that. He’s totally smitten with you, Gee-Gee, and having you alone with Ryan was making him a little…paranoid. He’s, uh, coming down there.”
    “Down where?” said Georgia, her stomach feeling as though she’d missed a stair. “To Windy Cove?”
    “Yeah.”
    “To what? Check up on me?” said Georgia, miffed at the very idea.
    “I guess so. I tried to tell him it wasn’t a good idea. When I finally gave it up as a lost cause, I had to get back to work at the office, and I just didn’t think about calling you and I should have. I’m really sorry.”
    “You’re forgiven,” said Georgia. “But Cooper’s getting an earful when he gets here. When is he coming?”
    “Today,” said Jules, sounding a little worried for Cooper. “I don’t know what time.”
    “Thanks, Jules. Sorry I yelled.”
    “Sorry I’m a scatterbrain.”
    Georgia laughed. “Love you, scatterbrain.”
    “Love you, too. Mittens says hi, and we’re sorry we scared you.”
    Georgia went down to breakfast with Matthew and Ryan.
    Matthew presented her with a giant folder and said, “I’ve looked at every available place in town—there aren’t many of them, by the way—and none come close to Skimmerhorn’s place. But that’s everything I’ve got on every available property, and I’ve made detailed lists of pros and cons for the client about all the features.”
    Georgia flipped through the folder and said, “This is great work, Matthew. I think it’s safe to say you’re ready to be a full-time agent. No more training needed. Thank you for all your help here. You can head back to Port Grace now. I’ll call my sister and tell her to get your new office ready.”
    “Wow. Thank you, Miss Mason!”
    “Please call me Georgia.”
    After Matthew had chugged the last of his orange juice and run upstairs to pack, Ryan leaned in conspiratorially, munching on a piece of bacon.
    “Turns out you were right, but then again, you usually are,” he said. “It turns out that little Timmy isn’t so squeaky clean. I found three different mug shots. I had to dig deep. He tried to cover them up. He got arrested at a casino each time. Twice it was for fighting with casino staff. Once he got accused of counting cards, but they couldn’t prove it.”
    “Wow,” said Georgia. It wasn’t quite what she had expected. “So our boy likes to gamble?”
    “With all that money he’s got, he can afford to, but he doesn’t really seem to have the temperament for it.”
    “Great job, Ryan.”
    They fell into silence, each coming up with their own questions and theories while they wrapped up breakfast. Georgia’s phone rang just as she ate the last bite of her blueberry muffin.
    “Miss Mason, it’s Chief Crimbleton.”
    “Did you get Camila to confess even with her new lawyer there?” said Georgia.
    Ryan leaned in to press his ear to the other side of the phone.
    “No. In fact, we’ve had to release her.”
    “What? Chief, she stole the body! Surely her lawyer isn’t that good.”
    “She will face charges for the theft and desecration of the body. I’m working on getting a court date now, but we got a call from a local man who owns a fish shop, Darrel Winston.”
    “Oh, yes. We spoke to Darrel during our investigation.”
    “News spreads fast here, and Darrel is usually one of the first to spread it. He found out we were looking at Camila for the murder, and he called to tell us he caught her picking fish bones out of his dumpster around the time Tim was murdered. He drove her home himself. There’s no way she did it. She wouldn’t have had time.”
    “Well, that just supports the theory I’ve been working on,” said Georgia. “I