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though. It never does with
her. She appears in front of my desk and leans down to whisper. “So, are we
going to break into Dolly’s place after closing this afternoon?”
    I take my glasses off and rub the bridge of my nose. I
hadn’t thought this through. How in the world are we going to get into Dolly’s
place? We aren’t thieves, and Anna proved quite successfully yesterday that we
are anything but subtle. “This is a bad idea,” I admit to Anna.
    “Don’t be a spoil sport!” And then she hits me with the big
guns. “And don’t forget, you need this if you’re going to keep your teaching
position.”
    Blast! She’s right. “Okay. We’ll go there and see if
we can find anything out, but I’m not breaking into her apartment. I’m already
on the hook for a murder I didn’t commit. I don’t need to add breaking and
entering to my rap sheet.”
    Anna smiles. “Puh-lease. We got this.”
    I can only hope she’s right. If this goes south, though, I’m
throwing her under the bus because no way would any one convict the sprite of
any wrongdoing.
    ♥♥♥
    I nearly jump out of my skin when my phone rings as I’m
locking up at the end of the day. “Hey, Ben,” I say and look around for him
outside the bakery. “Where are you?”
    “I’m sorry, honey, but I can’t walk you home today.” I feel
guilty for how relieved that makes me feel. I can’t lie for a darn, and he
doesn’t need to know that Anna and I are planning to try a bit of B&E to find
Dolly’s address book. My guilt turns to anger when I hear his next words. “In
fact, I won’t be around tomorrow either.”
    “What?” I knew it! It was all a game to him. He doesn’t want
me. He just wants another notch on his bedpost.
    “Beautiful, don’t be upset. I want to be there, but I’m
getting a lot of flak for being the boyfriend of a murder suspect.”
    Huh, that’s not what I expected to hear. “Uh, well… okay
then.” I’m a bit tongue tied after his confession. “I don’t want to get you in
trouble.”
    “I don’t care about that, but I don’t want to compromise the
investigation.” I hear shuffling in the background. “Uh oh, I’ve got to go.
I’ll call you tonight.” He hangs up before I have a chance to respond. 
    I shake my head and return to locking up before following
Anna to the back exit. We hop on our bikes and cycle the two miles to Dolly’s
apartment building. It’s a three-story brick building, which spans the entire
city block. There are several entrances. After a bit of inspection, we discover
that Dolly’s apartment is the second entrance.
    We try the door and find the entrance isn’t locked. We
quickly enter and climb the stairs. There are two apartments on each floor. At
least we don’t have to walk through a long hall and pass a bunch of nosey
residents. Dolly’s apartment is on the top floor. We trudge up the three
flights and then just stare at the door. Might as well try the door. No
surprise. It’s locked.
    Anna starts to fiddle with the lock, but it’s pretty clear
she has no idea what she’s doing. My heart nearly jumps out of my chest when I
hear the door behind me open. “What are you doing?”
    I turn to stare at the man yelling at us and nearly fall
down the stairs in surprise. He’s tall, way taller than Ben, although the
kitten heels he’s wearing probably add several inches to his already impressive
height. He’s wearing a pink flowered silk robe and his hair is in a hair net.
Is that mascara he’s wearing?
    I start to apologize for bothering him and take the first
step down the stairs, but Anna interrupts my escape attempt.
    “Oh thank goodness, you’re home.” She smiles up at him and
flutters her lashes. “We’re in a bit of a jam.”
    The neighbor crosses his arms over his chest causing the
robe to drape open. His chest is completely hairless. I look down to see he’s
wearing woman’s underwear. And not just some simple underwear from the local
department store.