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were tight with concern and confusion. "Kelly, is that true?

You don't believe Jonathan is dead?"
    Kelly shook her head. "I'd rather say that I find it difficult to believe. The whole thing is just too bizarre."
    "But what about the burned body in room 116?" Cecily asked.
    Kelly shrugged. "It could be anyone's--maybe even a plant."
    "So you do suspect some kind of foul play?" Ward asked.
    "Frankly, Ward, I don't know what to think at this time. According to Detective Quinn, most people who stay at the Encantado don't use their real names. The fact that Jonathan did, not only proves to me that he wasn't there to buy drugs, but that he may have been set up."

"For what reason?"
    "I don't know. Yet."
    Cecily let out an impatient sigh. "Finding out if Jonathan was involved in drug trafficking could take a long time. The news could also leak to the press, which is why I intend to talk to Detective Quinn myself, right away. Kelly, you have his number?"
    "No, Aunt Cecily."
Victoria
's voice was just as firm. If there was one thing she had learned over the years, it was to stand up to her strong-willed aunt. "I don't want you to do anything that will antagonize Detective Quinn. We're going to need him."
    "But darling, we have to protect ourselves."
    "That's the last of my worries. My first priority is to find Jonathan."
    "What about Phoebe? Shouldn't she be your first priority? Can you imagine what the publicity will do to her?"
    "Don't worry about Phoebe,"
Victoria
said. "I'll take care of her."
    Cecily turned to her husband. "Ward, say some thing."
    Ward gave a helpless shrug. "What do you want me to say? I don't relish dealing with the press any more than you do. But this isn't about us.   It's about Jonathan.
Victoria
is right. Finding him should be our number-one priority."
    Cecily was too smart not to know when she was outnumbered. She gave a short nod and turned to
Victoria
. "All right, darling. What do you want me to do?"
    "Stand by me,"
Victoria
said simply. "And above all, keep an open mind about Jonathan."

That last request seemed to take Cecily by surprise. "Don't I always?"
    Ward smiled but made no comment. Instead, he directed his next question
    to
Victoria
. "How do you propose to find Jonathan, dear? If you need the
    services of a private detective--"
    "No private detective," Victoria cut in.
    "Then how will you find your husband?"
    "I've asked Kelly."
    "Kelly?" Her name was spoken in unison as two sets of eyes turned toward her. "I thought Detective Quinn had made it clear you should stay out of his way," Cecily pointed out.
    Kelly smiled. "That doesn't mean I have to listen."
    This time it was Ward who sounded skeptical. "I don't mean to sound ungrateful," he said, sugarcoating his words with perfected diplomacy.
    "You're a top-notch journalist, and it's very generous of you to offer your time and expertise, but you're still recuperating from a very serious injury. Are you sure you're up to this?"
    "I wouldn't have agreed if I thought I wasn't."
    "Still, I would never forgive myself if something happened to you."
    "Neither would I," Cecily echoed.
    Kelly looked from one to the other. Why did she have the feeling they didn't want her involved? And not for the reason they had stated.
    "Nothing will happen to me," she assured them.
    "Very well then. Just be careful, will you? And let me know if there's anything Cecily and I can do to help." Ward stood up and looked at his niece. "Why don't you go pack a few things and come home with us, Victoria? You shouldn't stay here alone."
    "That's sweet of you to offer, Uncle Ward, but I'd rather be home in case Jonathan calls. And I don't want to alert Phoebe that something is wrong."
    Ward, too practical to argue, nodded. "I hadn't thought of that."
    As he went to kiss
Victoria
goodbye, Cecily, her coat on her shoulders, approached Kelly. "Please don't do anything," she whispered. "And don't talk to anyone until you talk to me."
    Startled by the intensity in Cecily's voice,