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her head.
     
    “By the way, whatever happened to Evan? Weren’t the two of you pretty close?”
     
    “Yes, we were,”
     
    Emma answered, thankful for the change of subject.
     
    “And his sister, Rachel. He does private catering. You know, weddings, private parties, and stuff like that. He’s doing quite well.”
     
    “And his sister?”
     
    “Well, you know. Rachel is Rachel.”
     
    “Yes, I do,” Maddie said.
     
    She had never really liked Rachel. Wherever the girl went, it seemed like trouble would inevitably follow. There was never really anything specific she could put her finger on, but she knew that something was not good about the trio. She was glad they were no longer together. Maybe Emma would rise to her potential without that negative influence.
     
    The doorbell rang and Maddie was back in the present. She saw Bailey fly from the kitchen to the living room to answer the door. She looked just a little too eager to get to Kyle. I wonder what’s going on with those two, Madeline thought, but that was all the time she had to debate the possibilities. She had more pressing matters to attend to at the moment. She got up from her relaxing position on the sofa and went in to greet her new, young attorney.
     

Chapter Four
     
    Once again Madeline found herself back at the dreary looking police station. This time it was her choice. Kyle had encouraged her to go in and make an official statement about what had happened the morning she discovered Emma’s body. She was relieved when she arrived and discovered that Nolan had not yet come in. She wanted to get through the statement and be gone before he arrived, but luck was not on her side that day.
     
    With Kyle on one side and Bailey on the other, she sat at the dinky little table with a microphone in front of her. Deputy Martin, who had been at the store on that morning just three days ago, was asking the questions. Things were going quite well and she felt relaxed and a little more herself until the door flung open with a loud, banging noise as it slammed against the wall. Nolan’s mighty bulk entered the room and seemed to suck all of the oxygen out of it.
     
    “What’s going on here?” he demanded.
     
    “We’re just taking Mrs. McDougal’s statement, sir,” Martin replied.
     
    “We don’t need a damn statement,” he said. “We need a confession.”
     
    “Why would I confess to something I didn’t do?” Maddie protested.
     
    Nolan gave her a look of derision. He’d had a chance to mull over the case in the few days since he’d seen her and was more convinced than ever that Madeline had committed the crime. He only needed to prove it.
     
    “Sir,” Martin added, “this is standard procedure when investigating any case. We have to get a statement from everyone involved.”
     
    “She’s more than involved,” Nolan commented.
     
    Kyle got up from his seat. “If that’s the case, chief,” he started, “then why are you so opposed to her making a statement?”
     
    “It’s a waste of taxpayer dollars,” Nolan complained.
     
    Not that he particularly cared about the taxpayers. He just didn’t have anything else to say that would justify his argument.
     
    “Well, chief,” Kyle continued,
     
    “if you insist on denying my client’s rights, if and when you do find any evidence, you won’t be able to build up a case against her. But all of that is really moot, since my client is innocent.”
     
    “How can you say she’s innocent?” Nolan shouted.
     
    “She was the only one at the scene, they had a life-long rivalry, and she was seen by witnesses standing over the body.”
     
    “Standing over the body, at her place of business where she has worked for years. Chief, you don’t have any evidence to charge her.”
     
    “But I will,” Nolan stated. “Just give me time.”
     
    “May I ask”—Kyle spoke again—“are you pursuing any other possible suspects?”
     
    “Why should I?” Nolan said