“Your cousin knows,” said Ian, retreating a few steps. Gabe let him go. “Ellen is a friend. She doesn’t even want anything but the needlepoint and a good mystery. You ruined the first one so this is the best I can give her.”
“What the hell good does it do letting someone else in on it?” Gabe was clearly irritated. Maybe he was concerned it would be even more people to split the money with. “Why don’t we just tell everyone about it, run down to the newspaper and have them publish it? Breaking news online, big cash win for the first person who can solve the mystery of the ugly needlepoints.”
“Would it help if you talked to her?” Ian had given her a quick update but he wasn’t keen on fielding both her and Gabe at once.
Gabe shrugged and plopped into the chair again. Ian called Ellen.
“Hey
