There was something about the connection between Michael and her son, John, that may add up to new information. Michael Simms couldn’t have been all bad. He generously left his business to John’s mother. By the same reasoning, she may have needed income and hastened him along in his death. In the middle of my search, my phone rang. "Hi, Laila, it’s Daniel here." "Daniel, do you have new information? Things are looking bad for Jacob." "Hang on there," he said. "I don’t have anything new. I’m just checking in on you. A friend of mine was in Roasted Love and told me he saw you and James Simms in deep conversation. What was that all about?" "It’s a long story. Do you know anything about John Andrews’ mother, Marianne?" "I know who she is but nothing else. Why do you ask?" "I want to talk to her and see if anything else comes up that gives me any clue about any of this." "Don’t tell me you are going in as a reporter again." I could hear a soft chuckle. "You really aren’t so good at that, Laila." "No, I’ve given up on using the reporter thing.
