Dan Madsen still wouldn’t answer my calls, but I fixed on trapping him at Maranda’s funeral. Cleveland remained elusive. Dr. Vail had left town for the weekend. However, I had arranged to meet Coach Newcomb and Maranda’s friend, Olivia, at Little Verona’s that night. “That’s considered an accomplishment,” Luke whispered. We had snuck from our respective dinner tables to our respective bathrooms to talk. “You’ve managed to track down two witnesses.” “If that’s progress, I never want to be a cop,” I murmured. “Glad to hear it. You have no patience for this business. And you’re too reckless.” He stifled a laugh at my protest. “Speaking of reckless, I know sexting is out of the question. But considering our locations, how about some good ol’ fashioned phone sex—” I smacked the flusher and held the phone over the toilet. “You’re breaking up,”
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