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deep sniff told her much—not only by the perfume, but also the underlying smell. She knew exactly who had been in her room.
    “Ruby.”
    “What? I told Mack we don’t have any other rooms. We’re full up.”
    Sunny spun around. The bland mask on Ruby’s face didn’t hide the smirk lurking in her eyes.
    “My, my. Not much for housekeeping, are you?”
    “Sunny?” Mack stared at the room.
    “Someone broke into my room while we were out.”
    Mack whipped out his cell phone, a top-of-the-line model. Figures , Sunny thought as she fingered her own bottom-of-the-line device in her pocket. She listened as he called the local police and told them what had happened.
    “That wasn’t necessary,” Ruby said after he hung up. “What are the police going to be able to do?”
    “Filing a report will allow her to collect on insurance. And I know the hotel will replace what was destroyed—and comp her room.” He glared at Ruby until she lowered her head.
    “Yes, sir. We’ll comp her room. And replace any articles that have been destroyed.”
    Stunned, Sunny stepped inside. Everything had been destroyed. “There’s nothing left.”
    “Then you need to go shopping,” Mack said. He glanced at his watch. “Unfortunately, we have to wait for the cops and the mall closes in an hour. Let me make some phone calls and see what I can do. Come, you can wait in my rooms.”
    “Mall? Rooms?” Sunny felt like a dodo bird.
    “They built a mall about fifteen miles downriver.” He took her arm and led her down the hall to a door farthest from the elevator. He opened the door and ushered her into a suite of rooms that were definitely not generic. They looked like something from Architectural Digest . And there was more than one. Actually, there were three. A sitting room and two bedrooms. And two bathrooms. And a balcony with a clear view of the mountain and no parking lot in sight.
    “Wow.” She wandered through the living room, touching the leather sofa, eyeing the flat-screen TV that took up almost as much wall space as the picture window.
    “You’re welcome to stay here,” Mack said. “You can have the guest room.”
    Before she could make any decisions, a man in a police uniform showed up, and right behind him was David.
    “Sunny? What happened? Are you all right?”
    “She’s fine.” Mack stepped in front of her, blocking off David. Sunny glared at his back. Enough was enough. She pulled him back and pointed at the couch. “You, sit.” The finger moved to David. “You, back off.” Next was the cop. “You, with me.”
    Head high, she led the way back down the hall to her room and escorted the cop in. Then she got her first good look at him. “Tony? Tony Waters?”
    “Yeah. Welcome back, Sunny.” He studied the room. “Although this isn’t much of a welcome. Was anything stolen?”
    “No, just destroyed.”
    “Any ideas who’d do this?”
    Sunny laughed. “Take a guess.”
    “But no proof.”
    “No.”
    “Her fingerprints are going to be all over the place because she’s the manager here. I’m sorry.”
    Sunny shrugged. “The hotel is going to pay for everything, so no worries.”
    “When you’ve got the cost for everything, let me know and I’ll file the report for you. Come into the office tomorrow.” He looked around the room. “Where will you stay tonight?”
    “She’ll stay with me.” David stood in the doorway.
    “She can stay with me.” Mack shouldered in next to him.
    Sunny shoved her ruined things into a pile on the floor. “I can stay here. There’s nothing wrong with the room. And nothing else is going to happen, is it Ruby?”
    Ruby jumped but nodded. “She’ll be undisturbed.”
    “If you’re sure?” Tony asked.
    “I’m sure. I’m fine. Thank you. You can go.” She glared at David and Mack. “You can all go. Now. Out!” She actually shoved David and Mack out, slammed the door shut on all of them, and leaned back against it. “What the hell is going on