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prepared with as much knowledge as possible, but they knew real life was far more complicated than the steps and procedures laid out in writing.
    "Sounds like he'll have a good time. I'm sure they have bear spray, so no need to worry about that little creature."
    Amy's eyebrows shot up. "Little creature? Only you would call a bear little."
    Bruce's mischievous grin contrasted with his buzz cut hair and Greek god body that looked and felt as if it was chiseled from granite. His physique could be intimidating to criminals, but underneath there was a giant teddy bear that only close friends got to see. He sunk into the recliner near the patio door. His expression turned back to serious. "I appreciate all of the help you've given us while Carla has been laid up. I know you're busy with working at the market and everything, but do you think you might be able to help get me started in the right direction with my new case?"
    Carla shoveled more of the citrusy brownie in her mouth to keep from growling. A murder case had almost ruined their wedding, and now a new case had apparently been assigned to him just weeks before the baby was due. She knew what he and his profession were like when she began the relationship with him, but it didn't make it any easier to stomach when his work interfered with their lives. Luckily, Amy and her mind, which generated creative ideas on demand, had helped solve quite a few of Bruce's murder cases.
    Amy's baby-blue eyes bugged out a bit as she nodded. "Absolutely. What do you want to know?"
    "If you have any idea who killed Esther Mae Bates. The coroner did some routine blood tests. She had been in treatment for dangerously high blood pressure for years, but the reports showed high levels of medication used to treat low blood pressure, Midodrine, which gave her a fatal heart attack. The tablets don't look similar, and beyond that, her husband doesn't take the low blood pressure medication, so it's highly unlikely she would've taken the wrong drug by mistake. At this point, it looks like murder."
    Carla knew he was right. She had seen medications for both problems many times while she worked in the hospital. They weren't easily mixed up. "So how did the drugs get in her system?"
    He leaned forward and set the plate, now only with a few crust crumbs scattered over it, on the coffee table. "They're analyzing her stomach contents, but it appears that she took the correct high blood pressure medicine right before she died since the tablet hadn't dissolved completely. At this point, I don't know what happened. Have to wait for the tests before I can officially declare a murder."
    "So do you have any suspects?" Amy asked as she wrapped a strand of her golden hair around her index finger. "If it does turn out to be murder."
    Bruce sucked in a deep breath. "Right now, I'd say since she spent the weekend at the conference at the K Hotel, my guess would be someone who was also at the conference. Maybe her roommate."
    "Rori can't be a suspect. She's a vegan yoga instructor for goodness sake."
    He blinked at Amy's reasoning or Amy Logic , which is what he called her ideas that were on the crazier side. While Bruce based his investigations on facts, she trusted her intuition to point her in the right direction. "And how do her diet and exercise routines automatically make her not guilty of committing murder?" he asked.
    The neighbors probably heard Amy's exasperated sigh. "Rori's whole life revolves around being kind and compassionate. Every week she goes to the women's shelter and teaches yoga for free. She even chases bugs out of the yoga studio with a dust pan instead of swatting them. There's no way she could've killed Esther Mae."
    "Okay." He held up his hands as though Amy was pointing a gun at him. A gun loaded with rounds of Amy logic. "I just heard the two women weren't fond of each other but had to share a room which would give Rori motivation and opportunity."
    "No way." Amy crossed her arms over her