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receptionist while I hang back. Access to the gym is via a gate for which you
need a pass card. The receptionist sits at a curved desk next to the gate and
can buzz people in if necessary. There’s a small seating area before the entry.
I grab a magazine from the table and hide behind it while Anna talks to the
receptionist.
    After a few moments of speaking Anna shakes her head and
swipes her card for access to the gym. What’s she doing? My phone rings. It’s
Anna.
    “What are you doing?” I whisper.
    “She wouldn’t give me Dolly’s address. We need to create a
diversion, and then you can snoop in her computer.”
    “Me?” I shout and then remember I’m supposed to be
incognito. “Why can’t you snoop?”
    “Because you can’t make a scene when you’re not supposed to
be here. Duh. Don’t swipe your card either. They probably make records of
that.”
    I start to protest but Anna’s already hung up. Typical. And
then I hear her screaming. “Oh my God. Somebody help! I think this lady in the
locker room is having a heart attack!” And then she’s next to the receptionist
pulling her to the locker room. “You’ve got to help me!” They turn a corner,
and Anna looks back at me and winks before pointing to the desk and mouthing, GO .
    It looks like I don’t have a choice. This is beyond stupid.
Not that that stops me or anything. I walk to the desk and try to reach the
computer, but I’m too short. Bugger . What now? I jump up and try to
crawl over the desk only I end up jumping too far and going up and over the
desk. I somehow manage to not crack my skull and land on my butt. I rub my sore
bottom for a second before grabbing the keyboard and starting to search. Lucky
for me, there’s an icon on the home page titled ‘employee contact information’.
I click on it and find Dolly’s information. I grab a sticky note and scribble
down her address.  
    I need to get out of here. I shove the sticky note in my
back pocket and put the keyboard back. I get to my knees and slowly peek out
from behind the desk. Fiddlesticks! Ben is standing there with his arms
crossed over his chest staring down at me. He shakes his head before reaching
over and hauling me over the desk. He places me on my feet before asking,
“Where’s Anna?”
    “I think she’s in the locker room.”
    “No doubt causing trouble.”
    I just shrug in answer. He shakes his head again and grabs
my hand before pulling me out of the gym. We walk a few yards before he pulls
me into an alleyway. He pushes me against the wall and boxes me in with his hands
flat against the wall next to my head.
    “What were you thinking?” Oh, he’s really mad. I can see a
vein bulging in his forehead.
    “We just wanted to get Dolly’s home address.”
    He sighs and closes his eyes. He takes a moment before
opening his eyes. “That’s information I could have gotten you. I told you to
let me help with the details. If Duchamps finds out you were sneaking around at
Dolly’s gym, he’s going to use that against you.”
    I shake my head. “No one saw me.” He raises an eyebrow at
me. “Well, except you. And I don’t want you to get into any trouble at work.”
    He takes a deep breath and moves his hands to my face.
“Sweetheart, I love that you’re worried about me, but I can take care of
myself. You’re the one of accused of murder.” He doesn’t give me a chance to
respond before he’s kissing me.
    “Hey big guy!” Ben releases my lips to look at Anna who’s
standing at the entrance to the alley. “Can you cool it? I need to get out of
here – like now!”
    Ben shakes his head but grabs my hand and walks to Anna. He
grabs her hand with his free one. “Come on, you two. Time you get back to the
bakery.”
    We walk back to the bakery with Ben keeping a hold of both
of us. Anna keeps looking back as if the hounds of hell are chasing her. But
there’s no one. Anna’s type of chaos-causing usually leaves confusion in its
wake and not