“Because she’d kill anybody that touched her daughter?” Andrea’s pen flew across the paper and then hovered over the motive column she’d drawn next to the column of names.

“That, too,” Hannah told her.

“But Jeanette might have another motive for killing Dean?”

“Oh, yes. I think I heard her in Dean’s trailer the next afternoon. I’m not positive, but it sounded just like her. I’m surprised Dean didn’t ask the rental company to install a revolving door at the back of his trailer.”

Andrea laughed. “That’s funny. I wonder if there’s anyone in Lake Eden that he hasn’t tried to pick up on.”

“Mother and Carrie?” Hannah suggested, expecting a big laugh.

“Maybe Carrie,” Michelle answered.

“Not Mother?”

“Not Mother,” Michelle said with a grin. “Dean got a little close to her when she was printing out the list of props they collected for him.”

“Uh-oh! What did she do?”

“She elbowed him in the stomach.”

“Hold on!” Andrea held out her hand palm first in the universal signal for stop and wait. “Did you say Mother printed out a list?”

“That’s right.”

“Then she has a computer?”

“She showed it to me last night,” Michelle said. “It’s a really nice laptop, a Pentium four, three-gig processor with an eighty-gig hard drive and a seventeen-inch screen. It’s got firewire and USB ports, and lots of peripherals

scanner, color printer, digital camera, external hard drive backup, you name it.”

Andrea gave a low whistle. “Did you hear that, Hannah? Mother got a computer!”

“I heard,” Hannah said, giving a groan worthy of a hippo mired down in a mud hole.

Michelle glanced from one older sister to the other. “Why is Hannah groaning like that?”

“Because she promised me she’d get a computer when Mother did.” Andrea gave a little laugh. “And Mother did.”

“Okay, okay,” Hannah gave in, although not gracefully. “I’ll talk to Norman right after the movie crew leaves and find out what kind to buy.”

Andrea’s cell phone rang and she put down her pen to answer it. She listened for a minute and then she sighed. “Okay, Lisa. We’ll be right there. Thanks for telling us.”

“Telling us what?” Hannah asked, already starting to gather up the coffee mugs.

“Mike just came in to interview the promising witnesses. When he noticed that we weren’t there, he asked where we’d gone.”

“What did Lisa tell him?”

“That we were here, across the street.”

“Uh-oh,” Hannah groaned. Mike was bound to be suspicious, especially since all three of them had left. “Did he ask Lisa anything else?”

“Yes, he wanted to know what we were doing over here when Lake Eden Realty was closed.”

“And what did Lisa say?”

“She said she didn’t know, that all you’d done was ask her to mind the shop while you went across the street with us.”