The next morning Claire had barely hung her coat up before Mr. Dudley stepped away from his desk and started toward her. His face was grim. Claire worried she had done something wrong. Had Anthony complained about the commotion at the Tindari? Was there work she had neglected to finish yesterday in her rush out the door? Did something happen to her family between the time she left home and now? Then she noticed who was at Dudley"s heels.
Damn. It was Officer Wells with a matching grim expression. This had to be about her angry appearance at the Tindari.
"Mr. Dudley, I—" she squeaked, but he interrupted before she could form an apology.
"Miss O"Connor," Dudley declared. "Detective Wells here would like a word with you."
Claire"s heart plummeted. It tumbled all the way down to the approp
