Terra chuckled. “I think Gramps has said the same a few times.”

“That brings me to you. Everything okay? You haven’t noticed anyone following you again, have you?”

“Not this morning when I headed to the hospital. I could have been mistaken about the tail last night.”

He glanced at her. “Right. And then your grandfather’s house was broken into, you inside.”

“They were after his safe, not me.”

He flashed her a concerned look.

They bounded down the last set of steps.

Outside, the sun shone in a bright blue, cloudless sky. The days seemed to start that way, but eventually scattered thunderstorms developed, leaving some places drenched with the potential for flash floods and other places bone dry.

They climbed into Jack’s SUV.

“We’re heading to question Neva Bolz now, right?”

“Yep. I have her address. But we’ll drive through and grab burgers on the way. I’m famished.”

Her stomach rumbled at his comment. “Sounds good.” Terra was anxious to question the woman and didn’t need her stomach growling in the process.

They purchased the fast food and ate as he headed toward Neva’s, finishing up quickly.

Jack glanced her way, his features drawn. “I have to tell you I have a bad feeling about this.”

She sighed. “I had hoped it was just me. I’m with Dallas in that I don’t think Neva’s relationship with Jim was romantic. Nor would he be meeting with an insurance client in those woods. Pauline made mention that Jim wasn’t into the artifacts until he’d met ‘that woman.’”

“Right, so Neva Bolz could be another connection to the things we found in his cabin.”

“And to his murder,” she added. “Except I can’t picture her committing the crime, then transporting him to the cliff and dropping him over.” Terra stared at her cell, hoping to bring up more information about Neva Bolz on the drive.

“If she killed him, she had help. Disposing of the vehicle also would have required help. The vehicle was driven to the lake. Whoever was driving would need a ride back, unless he or she hitchhiked back or stole a vehicle.”

Jack slowed as he steered to the home address and then parked at the curb of the upper-middle-class neighborhood. Neva Bolz’s home backed up to the forest.

“Her car is in the driveway. The same car that’s in the photograph. She’s home.” Terra opened the vehicle door.

Jack met her at the sidewalk. “Let’s not waste time. I’ll get right to the point. If there’s a door into questions about the artifacts, then I’ll let you ask those. Depending on her reaction, we might invite her downtown for a thorough interrogation.”