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If Jim was having an affair, then perhaps the items in the cabin belonged to his mistress instead. Jack wanted to ask Pauline if she knew about the items or if she had ever seen them before, but he would hold off for now.
“Don’t worry, we’ll find your husband’s killer,” Terra said. “I have a few questions for you, though. Are you feeling up to answering them?”
Pauline closed her eyes for a few moments. Jack released her hand and almost backed away, giving up, but then Pauline’s eyes popped open. “Okay.”
“Was Jim interested in collecting Native American artifacts?”
Pauline frowned. “Not until he met her.”
Interesting. Pauline knew something about the pieces, after all. Good. “We need a name. Anything you can tell us.”
“Don’t know her name. I took her picture. It’s in my . . .” Pauline’s eyes fluttered. She convulsed.
Jack’s heart seized. Terra pressed the emergency button. “Help. Someone help!”
Nurses rushed into the room, and Jack pulled Terra out of the way and down the hallway. At his back, he felt the killing stares of Pauline’s family.
TWENTY-TWO
At the window overlooking the parking lot, Terra held a cup of scalding coffee that Jack had purchased from a vending machine.
“I can’t believe she’s gone,” she said. “I can’t believe any of it.”
Pauline’s family could very well blame Terra and Jack for upsetting her. If Pauline had been allowed to rest, she possibly could have improved enough to survive. Still, Jim’s wife had asked for Terra. Perhaps she suspected she might die and take the secret she held to the grave with her if she didn’t speak up.
Jack tossed his cup into the garbage can. “Come on. Let’s get out of here.”
Terra allowed Jack to lead her to an elevator. Her defense mechanism had kicked in, leaving her feeling numb. At the moment, she didn’t want to think or feel. The next thing Terra knew, she was sitting in his vehicle instead of hers and staring at her now-tepid cup of bad coffee.
“Try to pull yourself together,” he said.
“I am. I need to grieve. To process.” All this death. And for what?
Jack started his vehicle. “Pauline gave us something. We need to act on it.”
Terra rubbed her temples. “She believed Jim was cheating on her. The thing is, I’m not so sure he was cheating in the way she thought. I hate that she died thinking he was having an affair. I should have said so. Maybe she wouldn’t have gotten so upset that she—”
“You don’t know that he wasn’t. Maybe the woman Pauline saw him with is the person who got him involved in trafficking artifacts. Pauline hinted at that.”
“We need to find the picture Pauline mentioned. Maybe it will turn up while we’re searching Jim and Pauline’s home for additional artifacts.”