“Thanks, Norman. I know Michelle would have taken good care of him, but he’ll probably be happier with Cuddles.”

“Both cats are happier. When I left, they were chasing up and down the staircase in the den and I left the animal channel on for them.”

“Thanks, Norman. You don’t know how much I . . .” Hannah stopped and blinked back the moisture that formed in her eyes. “You don’t know how much I appreciate you.”

Norman gave her another little hug and then he stood up to get the bag he’d brought with him. “Here, Hannah. I picked up something at the mall for you. I don’t know if you need it, or not, but I thought you’d like to have it while you were here.”

Hannah glanced at the package inside the bag. It was gift-wrapped and she couldn’t see what was inside. “What is it?” she asked.

“You can open it when I leave. Right now I want to ask you a couple of questions.”

“What questions?”

“Has Howie been here yet?”

“Yes. I have a meeting with him tomorrow morning and Kitty sent me some things, too. He asked me to tell him everything I remembered about this morning and I wrote it all down for him.”

“Good. When is the arraignment?”

“Monday morning. Howie managed to arrange an early arraignment because Judge Colfax is more alert then.”

“You didn’t get Judge Fleming?”

Hannah shook her head. “He’s on vacation and Judge Colfax is filling in for him.”

“Bad luck,” Norman said, and then he must have seen the look on Hannah’s face because he reached out to hug her again. “It’ll be okay, Hannah. Howie’s a good lawyer and there’s no reason on earth that you won’t get bail.”

“I hope you’re right.”

“I am. Don’t worry about that now. Is there anything you’d like me to do for you while you’re in here?”

“Actually . . . yes! There is one thing. The man I killed had a diamond embedded in his front left tooth. Do you know any Minnesota dentists who do work like that?”

“No, but I can find out. All it’ll take are a few phone calls. Was it a real diamond, or a fake diamond?”

Hannah shrugged. “I don’t know. I only caught a glimpse of it and I might not know the difference anyway.”

“Fair enough. I’m not sure I’d know the difference either. Why do you want to know which dentist did it?”

“Because I need to find out who the man was and the dentist might have his name. I really need to know, Norman.”

“Of course you do. Does Doc still have him at the morgue?”

“I think so. I don’t know where else he’d be. I could have asked Mother when she was here, but I didn’t think of it then.”

“I’ll give Doc a ring and if he says it’s okay, I’ll run out there and take a look. I know quite a few dentists in Minnesota and I might recognize the work.”