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As I expected, Tuck was amazingly kind. He hadn’t asked any questions when I told him that Ariel and I needed to talk to him in private. Then, when she’d told him about her current residence, the only thing he’d said was, “I understand. Sounds to me like you had every reason not to kill Ms. Painter since a new manager might have meant new procedures that would risk your secret.”
At those words, I could see the relief cross Ariel’s face.
The police business out of the way, I asked Tuck if there was any way we could get into the bank today to get Ariel’s things since she was going to be staying the night with Mart and me. She had tried to protest, but I had shushed her. “Just for a couple of days. I have a plan for something more permanent, okay?”
She just seemed so relieved by letting
