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had a feeling Sam was going to want to take another look at it.
    “But something had to lead that guy, and now his wife, to this office, to me. How do you explain that? I’m not sure I want to have any tests. Maybe it’s just better not to know.”
    No one said anything. How did we explain all that had happened? Mr. Spiegel clearly came here looking for Millie. That’s why he was so vague about what he wanted from the agency. He didn’t want anything. He came just to see Millie, but she wasn’t here. How did his search for a daughter with the same DNA lead him to Millie Chapman? This wasn’t looking good.
    I leaned on my desk. “Millie, John will find out what’s going on. And then we can go from there. And listen to me. No matter what happens, your mother and your grandmother are your mother and your grandmother. Nothing’s going to change that. If you found out they weren’t your biological family, would you feel any differently?”
    “Of course not! You know how close we all are. It’s just been the three of us since my dad died. And now we have Reuben,” Millie said, referring to her boyfriend, with whom she now lived. “We’re a family.”
    “Exactly. And nothing’s going to change that. So let’s wait to hear what John finds out before we do anything.”
    We finished up our lunch and then everyone cleared out of my office leaving me alone with Annie.
    “I’m so glad you’re here, but I’m so sorry all this happened and it ruined your arrival. We’ll do something fun tomorrow, and tonight we’ll have a lovely dinner and catch up,” I said to Annie in way of an apology. “Is there something special that you’d like to see or do?”
    Annie Willix was a tiny woman with brown eyes and hair she had pulled back into a knot at the base of her neck. She adjusted a fashionable pair of eye glasses and looked at the jar of M&M’s on my desk. I pushed them toward her and watched her take a large scoop.
    She took a couple into her mouth and smiled. “These are good,” she said. “I like them.”
    “Compared to Belgian chocolate you probably find them bland, but I love them. Too much, unfortunately. So. What would you like to do? A few days in New York? Mystic Seaport? Shopping?”
    Annie leaned forward, her eyes bright. “What I would really like to do, Alex, is help you solve this crime like you did the one in Belgium. It would be fun, no?
    I leaned back in my chair and smiled. “It would definitely be fun.” And with her husband helping mine, there was no room for the guys to complain about the two of us sticking our noses in the murder.
    “We are only here a short time, and Gerard, mon Dieu , he will be working hard on this. He is relentless. We need to find out why that man died before Gerard and John do. What is it the Americans say, game begins, or something like that?”
    I looked at Annie. I had only met her once, as we were leaving for the airport to fly home. I knew next to nothing about this kind woman who was a nurse, helping others. She obviously had a bit of a competitive streak, and if solving a murder was what she wanted to do with her vacation, who was I to argue.
    “Game on. That’s exactly what we would say. Game on.”

 
     
     
CHAPTER EIGHT
     
     
    Annie and I decided to keep our plans to solve the murder to ourselves. No sense in upsetting the guys. I’ve heard all of John’s admonishments before and they haven’t done any good so far and wouldn’t change anything now. I just let him rant until he gets it all out of his system and then I go right back to solving the crime. And besides, I had a guest to entertain and this is what she wanted to do, and I was nothing if not a good host.
    “John’s going to grill some steaks when he gets home,” I said to Annie. We were seated in my kitchen after I had given her a tour of the house and shown her to her room, where I let her get settled. “I’ve already made garlic mashed potatoes. I just need to sauté the Brussels