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Jill's suggestion we try his house first turned up a darkened residence with no car in the driveway.

"If he did it, he could have cut town by now." She sounded anxious enough I drove a little faster than normal on my way to the church. When we pulled into the parking lot, the tall, white steeple overhead, shaded maple trees stark and bare in the December mid-morning, my deputy friend sighed at the sight of a few cars in the lot, one of which she pointed out specifically.

"He's here," she said.

I didn't ask Jill how it was she knew what kind of car Dominic drove, assigning it, instead, to good police work and an excellent memory on her behalf. However, it did worry me a little, the grim expression on her face, and I started to wonder if letting her question him was a good idea after all.