'By `we,' do you mean Robin will be going with us?'
He pressed his lips together. 'I think this is one trip just you and I will take.'
Barr had other work to do that day and so did I, so we didn't leave for La Conner until late afternoon. He drove, and I sat back and acted like I was watching the scenery flow by. The impending task of getting a sample of Thea Hawke's fiber from Gabi hung over my head like the sword of Damocles, making me all tense and jit tery. I just wasn't good at prevarication. At lying and cheating. I'd brought that up to Barr, but he'd only smiled and told me my job was to get us into the house, and to identify the fiber for him. He'd handle Gabi. Robin had gone to talk to the Kaminskis alone, so they hadn't met Barr yet.
I decided I'd just have to trust him.
And then I worried about it some more.
If we failed to get that sample, Gabi could get away with murder. That wasn't acceptable.
If we didn't fail, I would be partly responsible for destroying a family. The twins, Noah and Evan, would be motherless, or essentially so with Gabi in jail. How much worse it would be for Rocky to not only lose his treasured sister to murder, but to learn his wife-his high-school-sweetheart wife-had been the killer. There would be a trial. The scandal in a small town like La Conner would be huge. Rocky's business-both of his businesses-would be affected, if not completely ruined.
I hated that Erin 's grandmother, my good friend Tootie Hanover, was out of town. She had no idea what was going on, but I was sure if she did she'd be full of opinions and advice. Advice I could really use right now.
What would she tell me?
I watched the green fields roll by on the other side of the window and remembered back to the last time I'd approached her with a similar question. I'd asked whether murder was ever justified.
Her answer had been an emphatic No.
I knew she was right. And now she'd tell me that I wasn't the one responsible for decimating Gabi Kaminski's family; Gabi herself was. Once again I'd found myself in a situation involving justice and murder. Barr and Meghan might joke, rueful as those jokes were, but maybe the Universe kept dumping me into these situations for a reason. So I'd better grow a backbone and do what I needed to do.
Barr turned onto the Kaminski Tulip Farm's drive at my direction, and I watched for Tut, the German Shepherd, to come barreling out at us. But there was no dog, and as we got out of the car the only sounds of activity around the place were the calls of the birds at the feeders. I began to wonder whether anyone was home. Of course, we hadn't called ahead. Perhaps we'd made the trip for nothing.
So when my knock brought Gabi to the door I felt a bizarre combination of relief and apprehension that almost made me dizzy. The intoxicating scent of freshly baked cookies drifting out to the porch didn't help, either.
Puzzlement furrowed her brow as she pushed open the screen. 'Hi, Sophie Mae! What brings you up here again so soon?' Consternation, then. 'Oh, don't tell me you forgot something and had to come all the way back'
I scrambled for a response, feeling my smile slide around on my face. 'I can't find my watch,' I finally said.
Barr shot me a look.
It wasn't exactly a lie. I hadn't been able to find my watch for months, but instead of getting a new one, I'd simply begun to use the clock on my cell phone when I needed a timepiece. It wasn't like I worked for The Man or had a lot of appointments to keep track of.
'Your watch? What does it look like?'
'It's silver.' My voice sounded weak.
She gestured us in. 'I didn't find it upstairs. We can look again, though.'
'Oh!' I said, startling her. 'This is Barr Ambrose. My, uh, boyfriend.'
He quirked an eyebrow at that.
'Hi, Barr,' Gabi said. 'Want some cider? It's ice cold.'
'No, thank you,' he said.
'Sophie Mae?'
'Um, not right now. Thanks.'
Her gaze sharpened. Something's not quite right, it said.
Before she could say anything else about the watch, I asked. 'Where are the boys?'
Now her smile didn't reach her eyes. 'Over at the neighbor's house, for once, instead of Justin being over here. And Rocky had to run into town for some parts.'
'Sophie Mae,' Barr said. 'Could you show me that fiber you were talking about?'
My heart just about stopped. That wasn't sneaky at all!
Gabi frowned. 'Fiber?'
I swallowed, and looked at Barr. 'It's by the spinning wheel.'
'Ms. Kaminski? You don't mind if we take a look, do you? See, I'm a detective with the Cadyville Police Department, and Sophie Mae was telling me about your, what did you call it? Stash? Anyway, I'm one of the investigators assigned to your sister-in-law's murder.'
Gabi's eyes had widened with each word that came out of his mouth, and I could feel my own echoing hers. What was he doing? What had happened to lying and cheating?
He turned to me. 'Where?'
Wordlessly, I went to the spinning wheel and pointed to the basket beside it.
'Ms. Kaminski? Would you show us what's in the basket?' Barr asked.
She looked scared, but didn't move. Silence descended on the room, and I could hear a clock ticking somewhere. Then she walked to the basket, picked it up, and dumped the contents on the sofa.
'Thank you.' Barr rewarded her with a wide, easy smile.
Warily, she tried a smile in return. 'What's this all about? What happened to Detective Lane?'
'She's my partner,' he said. 'I'm just following up on something. So I hear you're quite the expert spinner.'
'Oh, I don't know about expert, but I enjoy it.'
He picked up a handful of batts. 'Where do you get your fiber?'
Understanding dawned, and Gabi turned to me. 'Is this about that hand-painted bamboo you were asking me about?'
'Uh,' I said.
Her eyes flashed.
Barr said, 'Which one would that be? Is it here?'
I leaned in to look, but Gabi pushed by me. Plunging her hand into the pile of soft fluff, she pulled out Thea Hawke's blue and green and pink bamboo. 'I don't understand. Is this what you're here for?'
Barr looked at me, and I nodded my identification. 'Yes,' he said. 'I do believe it is. May I take a sample of it with me?'
She looked nonplussed. 'A sample? What for?'
'May I?'
She shrugged. 'Sure, I guess.'
He teased out a handful, put it in a paper bag and put it in his shirt pocket. 'And where did you say you got this?'
'Ariel gave it to me,' she said.
'You told me you got it online,' I said.
'I must have been thinking of something else. I don't keep track of where I get every little batt and roll.'
'You seem to remember now.'
'When your `boyfriend' started talking about this stuff and Ariel together, of course I remembered where I got it.' Her tone was defensive.
'She bought it for you.' My disbelief leaked through. Thea's product was expensive, and Ariel was not someone I thought of as generous.
The sound of the front screen door opening made us all turn our heads. 'What's going on here?' Rocky asked. Tut followed him inside. The dog froze when he spotted Barr and me, and the fur along his spine ruffled.
Gabi moved quickly to her husband's side. 'Sophie Mae brought another detective here. Something about the fiber Ariel gave me. I don't see how it could have anything to do with her death. It's like they think I stole it or something.' She looked pointedly at me. 'Ariel gave it to me the last time she was up here. Ask Rocky.'
He put his arm around his wife and nodded. 'It's true. It wasn't the first time my sister brought Gabi presents like that.'
Gabi looked triumphant. Barr and I exchanged glances.
'Where were you the night of the twenty-second?' he asked Gabi.
Her head jerked back. 'What? I was here, of course.'
'All night?'
'Yes!'
