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“I did.”

“Where?”

Decker studied her. “I found Stanley Nottingham.”

“Who?”

“The name of the guy on the back of the photo.”

“Oh, right.”

“Hewas related to Baron’s butler, Nigel.”

“Wow, that’s a coincidence.” She glanced sharply at Decker. “But you said you don’t believe in coincidences.”

“Even if I did, I wouldn’t believe in onethatbig.”

“What did you find out?”

“Ever hear any rumors about a treasure being hidden at the Baron estate?”

Riley shook her head. “No, why? Did this Stanleyguy say there was?”

“He’d heard stories. And he lived in the same building in New York that Brad Costa did. They were friends, in fact.”

“Wait a minute. Are you saying that Brad Costa came to Baronville because he heard about rumors of some treasure?”

“I think it wasn’t just based on rumors. I think he did some digging on his own and then came here.”

“Buthe would have had to be pretty sure that it was true to pull up roots and move to this place.”

“I agree with you.”

“Do you really think there is some sort of treasure up there?”

“I think people have looked for it. But I don’t think they ever found it.”

“Damn.”

“Baron never mentioned that to you?”

“No, never. And if he’d found anything,I doubt he’d be living as he is.”

“Agreed. But he had to know about the rumors.”

She glanced at him. “Why are you telling me all this? Isn’t it part of your investigation?”

“It’s a parallel part. And I’m telling you because I’m relying on my gut. And my gut tells me I can trust you. Also, I need some traction on this case, which means I need some local help.”

“John would know more than I would. It’s his family.”

“But can I trust him?”

“I do.”

At that moment, Baron and Jamison came back with four glasses. He poured out a portion of whisky in each.

“To Frank,” he said, raising his glass.

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