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guilty for Susan's murder, it should be our collar,
not yours!"
    Trish reached over and grabbed Millie by the arm,
propelling her out the door with Edna following. Millie really needed to stop watching so many of those cop
shows she loved so much. Their collar ...?
    Once they were in her car, Trish reached for her seatbelt and yanked it across her lap. "Well, that was a
waste of time."
    "Not necessarily," Millie said with an impish smile.
"We now know what the evidence is against Sam, and it's nothing. Their case hinges on car trouble? Give me a
break."

    Slowly, Trish smiled. Millie was right.
    "Does either one of you remember Sam mentioning
that he had car trouble that morning?" Edna asked from
the backseat.
    "No, I don't," Millie sighed. "That doesn't look
good, does it?"
    "Not really," Trish agreed, her voice somber. "I'm
sure there's a good explanation, but what a strange coincidence that both Claire and Sam had car trouble on
the same morning"
    "Well, let's go ask him about it," Millie said.
    After a moment, Trish nodded. "We probably
should. It could be an important piece of the puzzle, but
where it fits, I don't have a clue."
    Edna leaned forward. "If we're going to Shelley's,
we need to stop and pick up something to take over
there. We can't go empty-handed."
    "Okay, Ms. Manners," Millie said sarcastically, "we
certainly can't let the social graces fall by the wayside
just because of something as silly as a murder."
    Trish looked in her rearview mirror. Edna didn't say
anything, but her lips were set in a tight line as she
looked through the side window. Uh-oh, Millie might
have gone too far with her teasing that time.
    Trish nudged Millie and tilted her head back slightly
toward Edna. Millie's eyebrows rose in question, but
when Trish motioned again with her head, Millie turned
around to see what was wrong. "Cat got your tongue,
Edna?"
    Terrific, Trish thought as she rolled her eyes. That's
one way to smooth over hurt feelings.

    Edna ignored Millie, keeping her gaze locked on the
passing scenery. Millie grinned and cocked her head.
"Are you upset with me?"
    Edna still didn't reply. Trish racked her brain for
something to say that would ease the tension, but before
she could come up with anything, Millie unlocked her
seatbelt and pushed herself up on her knees.
    "What are you doing?" Trish demanded. "Sit back
down before I get a ticket!"
    "Stop worrying. I'll just be a minute." Millie grunted
as she turned herself around and started to scramble
over the seat. Her rear end hit Trish in the arm, causing
her to jerk the steering wheel slightly.
    "Millie," she yelled, "get back in your seat!"
    "Don't be silly. I'm halfway over." And she was, but
the heel of her foot caught the rearview mirror, knocking it off balance as she crawled head-first into the
backseat beside Edna.
    "Are you crazy?" Edna shouted as she reached up to
pull Millie's legs over the seat.
    Trish hurriedly straightened her rearview mirror.
Any minute they would be surrounded by the police.
"If we live through this, Millie, I'm going to kill you!"
    "Right, another murder is just what we need." Millie
sounded out of breath, but at least she was sitting upright now with her feet on the floor instead of pressed
against the roof of the car.
    Trish glared at her reflection for a moment. "Your
hair is messed up," she said tightly.
    "That's nothing," Millie said with a grimace as she
reached under her shirt and rolled her shoulders back
and forth. "You should see my bra."

    Edna looked at her incredulously. "What in the world
did you do that for? You could have caused us to have a
wreck!"
    "I just wanted to say I was sorry," Millie said mildly.
    Edna's mouth popped open and then closed. She
peered closely at Millie sitting beside her. "You could
have done that from the front seat."
    "Apologies need to be made face-to-face, not behind a
head rest. Besides, I didn't think you'd believe I was serious. But I am. I