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else. No other man made her heart skip a beat the way Dylan did. She had remained a virgin, hoping that one day she would share that special part of herself with ‘the one.’
    But she was still waiting; waiting for Mr. Right to gallop into her life like a white knight and take her into his arms. She wanted so much to be shown how wonderful real love could be, to be consumed with passion. But she only wanted Dylan.
    “Girl, you read entirely too many romance novels,” Kyra muttered to herself. “There is no such thing as a white knight anymore, and Mr. Right is married to the wrong person.”
    Laughing softly at her dream and the thought of a white knight, she headed back to bed. Sleep would elude her this time. She lay in bed tossing and turning the rest of the night, thinking about the coming day and what it had in store for her.
     

CHAPTER THREE
     
    Liz took one look at Kyra and knew she hadn’t slept very well. Dark circles had taken root on her beautiful petite face, her makeup doing little to conceal her grief and sadness. Today would be a long day for them both. It was only 8:00 a.m. when the doorbell sounded. Kyra snatched her cup of coffee from the countertop and headed for the front door.
    Two uniformed detectives awaited her on the other side with questions – questions she was certain she couldn’t answer. But it would be good to learn more about the circumstances surrounding her father’s murder. She still couldn’t believe he was gone. The reality of it all hadn’t sunk in just yet. It just didn’t seem real, but the day would still be filled with uncomfortableness, just like this meeting with the police. Her mother had already informed her that they would be visiting the funeral home to put the details of the funeral in order. She meeting she dreaded terribly.
    “Can I help you, officer?” Kyra asked.
    “Yes, ma’am. We’re sorry for your loss. I’m Detective James and this is my partner, Detective McAllen. We’re with the Sizzle Police Department. Is Mrs. Michaels available?”
    “She is. Please come in. I’ll just let her know that you are here. Have a seat in the living room, please.” Kyra smiled weakly, waving her hand towards the living room. She hurried into the kitchen to her mother staring out the kitchen window. Seeing her this way was heartbreaking. She hadn’t even noticed Kyra enter the room.
    “Mom, the police are here to talk to you. They’re waiting in the living room.”
    “Tell them I’ll be with them in a minute,” Liz said. “And Kyra, please ask them if they would like a cup of coffee.”
    “Yes, ma’am,” Kyra said as she rushed back into the living room.
    Kyra fixed the officers coffee and delivered it to them while her mother settled into her favorite chair, fidgeting as she awaited their questions.
    “Mrs. Michaels, was your husband having problems with any of his clients?” asked the younger detective, James.
    “No. I don’t believe he was. At least he hadn’t mentioned anything to me about any such thing.”
    “Had he received any threats or strange phone calls in recent months?”
    “No. Again, if he did, I wasn’t aware of it.”
    The questions continued and her mother wasn’t much help from what Kyra could tell. The visit didn’t last very long and Kyra really hadn’t learned very much from the detectives. The idea of her father’s murder remaining unsolved disturbed her greatly. There were too many unsolved cases in the world, in her opinion. Sizzle was a small town so it should be easy enough to find the guilty party. Everyone knew secrets and lies spread like wildfire in a town this size.
    Maybe she should talk to a private investigator about the possibility of looking into the case. It couldn’t hurt and she desperately wanted some answers. She prided herself in knowing hardcore facts. Sitting around guessing what might have happened to her dad was driving her insane. Someone knew something! The answers were out there. They just had