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masseuses in this area,” Joshua said. “I did think of that. Didn’t get any leads.” He pulled the SUV around the end of the cul-de-sac and parked in the street in front of a French country, white brick home.
    Cameron recognized the red Mustang parked at the end of the driveway as the one from the park. “Nice car.” She hesitated in front of the sports car. “Expensive.”
    “Would you believe he paid cash for that car?”
    “If you told me he was a drug dealer.”
    “Not Hunter Gardner.” Joshua slowly shook his head. “He has always been a very responsible young man. He  started mowing lawns as soon as he was big enough to push a lawn mower. He bought a junker when he got his license, but he always wanted a shiny, fire engine red Mustang and that’s what he put his money away for.” He nodded his head toward the beautiful sports car. “That was a present he got for himself after coming back from his second tour in Iraq.”
    “You don’t see young men like that every day,” Cameron said, as she noticed a silver BMW sedan parked in front of the garage.
    “Personally, I believe there are a lot of young people like that,” he said. “It’s just no one talks about them.”
    Royce Fontaine opened the door for Joshua and Cameron before they had the opportunity to ring the doorbell. Without pausing to offer any greeting, he pelted Joshua with a rapid barrage of questions. “Is it true? They found Mike? Jan Martin just left because that baby was getting fussy. We were hoping Tad would have called her to let her know before she took off. Is it really him?”
    “We don’t have a positive ID yet.” Joshua looked around Royce to where Belle was sobbing while her son comforted her in the living room. “But the body in the cruiser was wearing Mike’s badge and it was his cruiser.” He introduced Cameron.
    She tried not to judge people by their handshake. Possibly, Royce was more focused on his wife’s distress than  greeting his visitors. Shaking his hand was like shaking a dead fish.
    After one pump, Royce released her hand to pursue Joshua, who was on his way into the living room. “Belle really isn’t feeling well right now. This has been a terrible shock to her—to all of us.”
    Even though Royce was approximately the same height as Joshua, his slight frame and stooped-over posture, which accentuated his flabby stomach and pear shape, made him appear much smaller. His pasty complexion added to his unattractive appearance.
    In contrast, Belle was a stunning brunette—attractive enough to make Cameron feel a tinge of jealousy when she jumped off the sofa to throw her arms around Joshua, hug him tightly, and sob into his chest.
    “I’m sorry, Belle,” Joshua whispered while rubbing her back. “I am so sorry.”
    “I always wondered … I thought I had grieved and was over it … but when Hunter told me … it’s like it’s started all over again.” Clutching him by the arms, she pressed her face into his chest and cried.
    “His cruiser was in the lake?” Royce asked while prying his wife out of the other man’s arms.
    “At the bottom of the lake,” Joshua said with a nod of his head.
    Royce grasped Belle’s arm. “He must have had an accident. Lost control of his cruiser and ended up crashing into the lake.”
    Cameron’s eyes met Joshua’s. If it was an accident, how did Mike lose his gun?
    “Considering how far into the lake the cruiser was, I don’t think so,” Hunter said. “Someone killed my dad.”
    “Now, Hunter,” Royce said, “don’t go upsetting your mother.” After easing Belle back to the sofa where she sat down, he handed her a fresh tissue.
    Joshua and Cameron sat on the love seat across from them. “Before we start investigating this case, we do need to get a positive ID,” Joshua said. “Tad will do a dental record comparison. Assuming it is Mike, Belle … I asked you this before, but I have to ask again, on the off chance that you remember