'You're sure it was two o'clock? ' Daniel asked, sounding only mildly

curious.

'Yes, I'm sure. I noticed the time while I was waiting my turn in

line.

There's a large clock on the wall behind the tellers' windows.'

'Did you notice any of the other people in line? ' Cole asked. She

pondered the question for a long moment, and then shook her head.

'Actually, no, I didn't notice anyone else. I wasn't paying much

attention.' What in God's name was going on? Cole was about to ask

Grace that question when Daniel shook his head at him. He obviously

didn't want Cole to point out the fact that her answer was identical to

Jessica's and Rebecca'stalmost word for word. Had the three of them

rehearsed what they would say while they were in that cell together,

and if so, why?

Daniel closed his notepad and put it back in his pocket. 'Did you

notice anything unusual? ' 'No, I didn't, ' Grace answered.

'You took your place in line . . . ' 'Yes, I did, ' she said. 'And I

waited my turn, but I didn't look around. I was thinking about all the

things I needed to get done.' Daniel's frustration was mounting, but

he was careful not to let it show. 'The bag that Sheriff Sloan showed

you, ' he began, 'it doesn't belong to you, does it? ' 'No, it

doesn't. I never carry a bag. All of my dresses have pockets.'

'The one you're wearing now doesn't, ' Cole said.

'Excuse me? ' She was obviously startled by his observation and was

trying to come up with a suitable explanation. 'The dress you're

wearing doesn't have pockets, ' Cole repeated.

'No, it doesn't, ' she agreed. 'But the one I wore to the bank does

have pockets . . . two of them. Would you like some more tea? ' Cole

glanced down at his full cup and wondered where she thought she would

put more. He shook his head, but she didn't seem to notice. She

turned and rushed back to the stove, then carried the teapot back to

the table and placed it next to Cole's cup. A look of acute relief

crossed her face when Jessica walked into the kitchen.

Surprised to find the marshals still there, Jessica stopped short.

'I'm sorry. I didn't mean to intrude. I thought you would be finished

by now, and I was going to help Grace clean the dishes. I'll do them

later.' She tried to leave, but Daniel called her back.

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