Hudson looked at her in silence for a moment. "There has been another murder."
"Another...? A murder like Yana's, you mean? Who died, Detective?" Sarah asked.
"Not a realtor this time," Detective Hudson replied. "The owner of the 5,000 sq. ft. Pseudo Victorian Mansion that was also on the market. She must have surprised a burglar when she came home yesterday afternoon, and he killed her. Her jewelry is missing, and so is a priceless painting that was hanging on a wall. She was found by a friend who came by to spend the evening with her while her husband was out of town."
"Oh, my God!" Sarah said, wild-eyed. "You are not talking about Lorna Smith, are you?"
This may sound like a giant leap of deducing, but in reality, it was not so big. Lorna owned a house which was located about a quar
