In the meantime, she pulled the file toward her and started reading. It was past time she found out about Miss Gracie’s murder. It was just possible she might see something that previous investigators had missed.
Mickey entered Pryce’s office cautiously. Pryce was handling Luci’s overdue pregnancy worse than Mickey was, but with his usual injustice blamed Mickey for it.
On the upside, he hadn’t asked any ghosts to stick their heads in there and look around. Lila, the grandmother-in-waiting, wasn’t giving any clues to how she felt about things, but that was typical. Her attitude toward Luci was detached and distant, really distant. Almost another galaxy distant. The only person Mickey had seen who could penetrate her fog was Pryce—and it had taken him almost thirty years.
Lila, according
