Chapter 9
"Funny seeing you here." She was outside the giant Tarbard house, not big enough to be classified as a mansion, but too big to be called just a house. It was midday and Becky was once again taking along lunch break. She slammed shut her car door and faced Liam.
"Oh, I'm not here for any case," Becky said smile. "Mickey said that Jillian Tarbard wanted to commission a painting. I'm here to throw my hat into the ring, figuratively speaking."
Liam raised his eyebrows. "Is that all?" he asked. "Because I'm here to talk to Virginia."
"So weird how that worked out," Becky said, widening her eyes slightly. "I thought the case was closed."
"Something was bugging me about it," Liam said, "Call it a gut instinct."
"I thought you never listened to your gut?" Becky told him.
"I'm tryi
