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you?”
    “Launders money for the mob? You’ve been watching too many movies.”
    “He has a Mercedes that must have set him back a pretty penny. At the time I was so freaked out about running into him that I didn’t think about the fact that it made no sense that he could afford a car like that. If he isn’t laundering money, maybe he deals drugs or works for a hit man.”
    “Don’t be ridiculous,” Tara snapped. “He might have family money, or maybe he won the lottery or has a rich wife. I doubt he’s a thug.”
    Tara bit the nail on her left thumb, a nervous habit she’d had since we were in preschool. I could tell she was annoyed with me, and to be honest, I didn’t blame her. I’d probably ruined any chance we had of buying our dream location because I couldn’t control my tendency toward skittishness.
    “Maybe we can meet with someone assigned to the island branch,” I suggested. The bank on the island is small, with just three full-time employees, none of whom I’d humiliated myself in front of.
    “It’s going to take approval from the main office for a loan the size we need,” Tara countered.
    “Maybe you can see Bradford alone,” I proposed.
    “The woman I spoke to specifically asked that we both be there. I’m sure we both need to go over the terms, and we both have to sign the loan documents.”
    I sighed. “Okay.”
    Tara hugged me. “Don’t worry; it’ll be fine. We have an appointment at three. I need to do,” Tara looked at her notebook, switched to another page, and counted, “seven errands before our meeting. Each one shouldn’t take more than twenty minutes. Why don’t you plan to meet me in front of the bank at 2:45?”
    “Yeah, okay.”
    “And Cait . . . no low-cut tops and no open cans of soda.”
    I was about to make a joke about both when I noticed that Max had left the room while we’d been talking. “Max,” I called.
    He barked from somewhere in the distance. The only other room was the enclosed area at the end of the building, which had been used for storage. That was where we planned to build an office and locate the litter boxes for the cats. There were no windows in that room, which made it dark. There was an overhead light, but the electricity was turned off. I slowly entered the dark and dusty room that still held boxes of someone’s stuff.
    “Max,” I called again. He whimpered but didn’t move. I walked across the space to see what he’d been so mesmerized by. Someone probably had left garbage for my dog to find, which wasn’t going to make me happy at all. The last time he’d gotten into a garbage can he’d puked all night. I was still trying to get the smell out of the carpet.
    I jumped as I bumped into something, which turned out to be an abandoned piece of machinery. I was about to turn around when I remembered that my phone had a flashlight. I pulled it from my pocket and turned it on. The room really was a mess.
    “What did you find?” I asked as I peered over Max’s furry shoulder.
    Max looked up just about the time I let out a bloodcurdling scream.

Chapter 4
    “And you said the door was open when you arrived?” Deputy Ryan Finnegan—Finn to his friends—asked us. Finn was the resident deputy on Madrona Island and my older sister Siobhan’s ex-fiancé. When Siobhan was offered a job in Seattle she’d broken her promise to Finn and headed east without a second thought. I knew for a fact that Siobhan had moved on, but at times I wasn’t certain Finn ever would.
    “Yes, the door was unlocked,” I answered. “Tara had the code to get into the lockbox where the key was stored, but I noticed the door was ajar before she even finished putting it in. We figured the last person to access the property had probably forgotten to lock up.”
    Finn walked across the room to the front door, where the lockbox was located, and, using a rag so as not to leave any fingerprints, removed the key. “Did either of you touch the key?” he