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a kind way to treat a recent widow. My husband has been dead for less than a week when you invade my home and demand I be awakened the morning after I return late from his funeral. You ask ridiculous questions and make crude insinuations without explaining to me why you’re here. I find you both rude and inconsiderate. Now, shall we continue with the business at hand so you can leave as soon as possible?”
    “Calm down, Mrs. Grantham, and we’ll—”
    “Calm down!” Cass almost shrieked at Killian. “Right in the midst of a terrible ordeal, you come here and treat me with gross disrespect and cruel insensitivity and expect me not to be upset! Rest assured I will report your behavior to your superior and to my lawyer and stepson. You have no right to mistreat me in this manner.” She rushed to answer their intrusive questions. “My husband and I were happily married; ask anyone who knows us. As to Miss Lowrey, I have no idea whoshe is or why she flew here with Tom. As to why I was in bed at midnight, Tom said if he wasn’t home by nine it was because he was being delayed and he would return on Monday morning, so I wasn’t expecting him back that night. As to why he didn’t phone me from McKinnon Airport after he landed, I assume it was because it was late and he knew I would be in bed.”
    Cass’s chest rose and fell as she spilled forth the information in a near breathless rush. “In the past, if Tom flew in late, he slept in one of the guestrooms to keep from disturbing me. As far as I know, he has no enemies, but I’ve never been involved in his business dealings and know nothing about his companies or associates. As to the Volante, yes, only Tom drove that car; it was his favorite and he didn’t allow anyone to touch it besides his mechanic. As to his tragic accident, I only know what the policeman told me Sunday night. As to Tom’s wealth, yes, he was a very rich man. I have no idea what he’s worth, because I didn’t handle his money or even our household expenses; you’ll have to question his bankers and accountant for those answers. I can’t even tell you if I’m in his will or am his life insurance beneficiary, but I presume, as his wife, I am. Did I leave anything out, gentlemen? If so, ask your questions fast and leave.” She saw Killian glance at Beals and nod.
    Killian responded, “That should cover everything for now, ma’am. If we have any more questions, we’ll see you next week. And if we’ve upset you, I apologize, and please accept my condolences for your loss. I did bring along Mr. Grantham’s briefcase and other belongings which we salvaged from the car. I put them over there.”
    Cass’s mind shouted, It’s too late to pretend to be nice, you bastard! “Before you return and harass me again, be sure you have a written report on the reason for Tom’s accident which justifies another visit. And if you do return, make certain you don’t leave your manners outside my front door.” She watched Beals frown, but the shorter man held silent, wisely, shedecided, as she might verbally rip off his auburn head if he dared her to do so. Killian nodded and sent her a forced smile.
    Cass walked the two men to the front door and closed it behind them without biding them good-bye. She retrieved the sack filled with Tom’s possessions and his briefcase and went upstairs to place them in her closet until she was in a mood to look at them.
    Minutes later when Inez entered the spacious master bedroom suite, she found Cass pacing the carpeted floor, muttering curses about the detectives, and seeming to tremble in anger. She noticed that the younger woman’s cheeks were rosy but her face was pale, and her eyes looked strange to her, almost wild. She had never seen the brunette in this agitated state.
    “Are you all right, ma’am?”
    “I will be as soon as I calm down, Inez. I’ve met few people as rude and cold-hearted as those two snakes.”
    “Would you like your breakfast