CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
Jennifer Nobilini looked like she had aged almost twenty years in the past eight. She looked worn down. She still had a slender frame and a well-chiseled face, but she looked perpetually tired and, despite the beaming smile she offered, a little rundown when she answered the door. While she did look surprised to see Kate, it was clear that she recognized her.
“Agent Wise,” she said.
“Mrs. Nobilini,” Kate said. “I’m flattered that you remembered me.”
Jennifer smiled thinly. “Of course I remember. And even if I managed to forget, my mother-in-law was a little taken by your hard work when you were working Frank’s case.”
Was she? Kate wondered. Seems to me, she thought for a while that she could do my job better than I could.
“Would you have a few minutes to spare for
