Nancy asked. “Are you sure?” Mr. O’Connell let out a huge sigh. “Well, yes. I’m sure. It was the day we first arrived here. We checked into the hotel and came to the arena. That was when we first met you two, actually.” “I’m curious about something,” George said. “If you and Veronica are from the same hometown, and such good friends, why didn’t you travel here together?” “I can answer that simply enough,” Mr. O’Connell said, setting down his glass of water. “Trish and I didn’t come here from home. We’d been in Ohio, visiting my mother.” Nancy nodded. “Mr. O’Connell, did Trish realize how big a secret the location of the circuit board was?” Nancy asked. “Oh, yes,” he replied without hesitation. “She knew how closely we had to protect that information.” “I see,” said Nancy, trying to piece together what she’d just heard. “Mr. O’Connell, I need to ask a personal question. Do you and Trish get along well?” Mr. O’Connell’s eyebrows raised in surprise at the question.