“I think you"re making a storm, aren"t you, Ruth?” Commented Marcia.
“There were ten brooches here, even when I went looking for you.” Victoria looked at her questioningly.
“What do you mean, Ruth?” She asked, staring at the other.
“I didn"t say anything, let"s wait for Ricardo.” Marcia looked from one to the other curiously.
When Ricardo entered the door Victoria, improved her posture, and raised her chin confidently.
“What happened, Ruth?” Asked calm, looking quickly at Victoria.
“I don"t know. I left all the brooches here, when I went to call Marcia, and when I returned, one was missing, wasn"t it you who took it?” She asked, apparently worried.
“It wasn"t me. There was no reason to take them out.” He said, sharply.
“As I was talking to Victoria, before leaving her here, and goi
