the way Zara had drooled over the bracelet in the bakery. Piper felt her throat tighten as she recalled seeing her sister-in-lawâs car parked on the street near the apartment, the purple ski jacket and the Teaberry gum.
The desk nurse at the emergency room was not quick to give out information to non-relatives.
âPlease,â said Terri. âHis son is out of state, and he has no else, as far as I know, nearby.â
âAll I can say is that his condition is serious,â said the nurse.
âCan we see him?â asked Piper.
The nurse shook her head as she checked the computer screen. âNo, not yet,â she said. âHe hasnât been cleared for visitors.â
Serious? Poppyâs condition was serious?
Piperâs mind raced as she steered the car toward home. Poppy was elderly and old people didnât bounce back so easily. What if he didnât get better? What if complications set in? What if this was the beginning of the end?
âDonât worry, honey,â said Terri, seeing the expression on Piperâs face. âHeâll be all right.â
âI hope so, Mom,â she murmured glumly. âI really hope so.â
When they pulled up in front of the Donovansâ house, Piper left the car running.
âArenât you coming in?â asked her mother.
âI have an errand I need to run,â said Piper.
âCanât it wait?â asked Terri. âWhy donât you stop and have something to eat? Your father will have dinner all ready.â
Though her stomach was grumbling, Piper didnât want to go in and face her father or his inevitable drilling. She knew the retired police officer would ask too many questions, wanting to know every detail of what she had seen at Poppyâs apartment. She didnât want to tell him what she was worried about.
As she considered the possibility that Zara was involved, Piper understood that the repercussions would affect her whole family. Her brother would be devastated. Robert had fallen hard for Zara. To find out that the woman he loved was a thief and perhaps responsible for an old manâs death would absolutely destroy him. Her parents would be shocked and overwhelmed too. Of course, theyâd be there for Robert as he tried to rebuild his life, but they didnât need the stress of watching their sonâs heartbreak. They had worked hard and deserved the chance to enjoy life rather than be involved in this drama.
Piper didnât want to see her family struggling to put their world back together. But for herself, the thought of a world without Zara wasnât all that hard to take. Still, she would never, ever wish for something like this.
âThanks, Mom,â said Piper as she kept her gloved hands on the steering wheel. âIâll just heat up the leftovers when I get back.â
She knew she had to tell the police about finding Poppyâs door open and the empty red-velvet box. She had to describe what she had seen and the person she had observed running down the stairs moments before she had found the old man, unconscious and bleeding. When a crime was committed, the police had to know. Thatâs what her parents and after-school TV specials had always taught her. But by going to the authorities with her suspicions, she could be opening a Pandoraâs box, unleashing a chain of events that would wreak havoc on her family.
Piper could hear the rock music playing behind the door of apartment 2A. She knocked once and then again, harder. The third time, she actually pounded.
The music was turned down and a moment later the door opened. A thin blonde woman peered out, her eyes like slits. The air behind her was cloudy and Piper detected the pungent, earthy smell of marijuana.
âHi, Iâm Piper Donovan. My mother owns the Icing on the Cupcake bakery downstairs.â
The woman smiled. âI wish I had a cupcake right now.â
Piper couldnât help