Chapter 17I paid for my meal and sauntered over to Nicky and Siobhan's table, curious to find out for myself whether it had anything to do with Quint's death or the missing jewelry. I still didn't have confirmation about Siobhan's supposed visit to the doctor at the same time Quint was being murdered.
“What a surprise to see you two together. I stopped in for a drink and was just about to leave when you both sat down.” I tucked the credit card receipt in my pocket and waited for their reply.
“Hey, Dr. Ayrwick,” Siobhan began with a minute fluster and flash of panic. “We're on a date. I met Nicky when he came to stain some beadboard in my living room last week, and we hit it off.”
“That dark stain you picked was perfect for the room.” Nicky had a sneer forming on his face. “She's a delig
