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his brother. Do the police have any suspects? Jimmie is a little worried that somehow the investigation wil come back here, not that he has anything to hide, of course, but it might not look good for business.”
    “I don’t know anything. It seems like I’m the last to hear what’s going on! Why does Jimmie think the investigation might come back here?” Kitty asked nonchalantly.
    “Wel , you know, since Roger did al the insurance for David’s sales, I suppose they might need to look at the files, customers, and computer emails for anything suspicious. Between you and me, that’s al been cleaned up, just in case.”
    “Do you stil see David around?”
    “Oh, I bump into him here and there. He’s a good friend. I’ve gotta go. I’l let you know when your car is ready.” Glenda picked up a folder to let Kitty know the conversation was over.
    “Thanks Glenda.”
    Kitty left the used car lot with a lot to mul over. Was Jimmie hiding something? Someone cleaned up David’s computer? That sounded like tampering with evidence. Anybody working at Jimmie’s might have stolen the gun from her truck. She needed to take a look in Roger’s office to see if there was anything odd there. It was her responsibility to clean it out anyway, and cancel the lease in that shabby office building where he worked.
    First things first. Kitty headed home to see how Michael was making out with her chicken coop. As she neared her driveway, she saw Sam wave to her. She pul ed into his driveway to say hel o.
    “Hi Sam. Anything unusual happen around here today?” She asked as she climbed out of her car.
    “Hi, Miss Kitty, you’re friend Michael is busy building your chicken coop. I don’t know why your grannie never got chickens. They are about as easy as anything as long as you have a good, secure coop to keep the foxes and weasels out. Max wil help you with that too. I have to tel you a little secret. Your grannie was going to sel this whole farm. I convinced her to give it to you. You would have gotten the money but I knew how much you love this place. She sure could be a stubborn old gal and she never liked that Roger Wilson and didn’t want him to be living here. It’s kind of funny how things work out, isn’t it?”
    “What do you mean?” Kitty stared at Sam hoping for a denial.
    “Nothing,” he said innocently.
    Kitty knew that was the end of that conversation. She wondered what Sam wasn’t tel ing her. There had to be more. She saw a tear in his jacket when he turned and headed toward his house. Adrenaline surged through her.
    Shaking when she got back in her car, Kitty realized she had to keep a closer watch on Sam. As she neared her house, Kitty got an excited welcome greeting from Max. Sam was right about that dog. She loved having him around for company and protection.
    “Michael, is the coop al set for the chicks tomorrow?” she asked, trying not to startle him.
    “This area is done. How many are you getting?
    “Twenty-five. I have to pick them up in the morning. I’m real y excited. I always wanted Grannie to have chickens but she never would. I don’t know why. It was just cows, cows and more cows.” They both laughed.
    Michael stopped on his way back to the barn. “I almost forgot. A detective stopped by earlier looking for you. He said he would come by later. I guess he could be here any time. What’s that about?”
    “I don’t know but I guess I’l find out. Here comes a car now.”

Chapter 4
    “I’m detective Frank Hughes. I’m looking for Kitty Wilson,” the man driving the unknown car said.
    His rugged, casual look shook Kitty a little. He didn’t look like what she thought a detective should look like, whatever that was. He looked more like he stepped out of an advertisement for men’s hiking clothes.
    Max stood protectively next to Kitty as she eyed the detective. Not barking, or even growling, but he was tensed and ready for action if necessary. “Do you have some