“Agreed,” said Adaire. “She might have seen something that she didn’t know was important.”
“Plus, we don’t know exactly where in the hotel lobby she found the book. That might be relevant,” I added.
Beattie nodded as if she was going to agree, but then her eyes grew wide as she looked over my right shoulder. “We may need to go in another direction,” she whispered.
I turned to follow her gaze and saw Stovall and Denise walk into the tea shop. A shiver ran up my spine at the odds, but I decided to think of it as the Universe being of assistance rather than a potential murderer stalking us.
“Mr. Stovall,” Beattie said as she stood and waved. “Won’t you and Denise join us? We were just discussing developments with the book.”
A flash of annoyance passed over Denise’s face, but then she com
