“That’s what Edna said. She’s fixing me a plate in the kitchen. But before I can eat, I need to find Mike.”

“He’s upstairs in the little conference room right next to the library. He’s using it as a temporary office.”

“Okay. I need to get a paper signed for the paramedics. I plowed out that drift in the parking lot so they could get their rig in, but they can’t take … you know, what they came to get …” Earl’s voice faltered, and he cleared his throat noisily. “Heck of a world, huh Hannah? Anyways, they need Mike to sign this release paper.”

“I understand.” Hannah patted Earl on the back. For a gruff guy who bragged that he’d shot more game than anyone else in the country, he could be surprisingly sensitive when it came to human death.

Earl had just walked up the stairs when Andrea came down. There was a huge smile on her face and Hannah assumed she’d been successful in talking to whoever was on duty at the wedding chapel.

“That was fast!” Hannah met her sister at the bottom of the stairs.

“Of course it was. I just called one of the casinos, spoke to the woman at the desk, and got the number of the wedding chapel with the Elvis impersonator.”

“And the person at the chapel told you Brandi’s real name?”

Andrea gave Hannah an impudent grin. “Of course, but I’m not going to tell you until you hand over those pecans.”

“No problem. They were running low, and I figured I’d better snag some for you.”

“Thanks, Hannah. Now all I need is a fresh cup of coffee and a couple of those new cookies you brought.”

“Which new cookies? Lisa’s Pieces, or Heavenly Tea Cookies?”

Andrea looked surprised. “I didn’t know you had two new cookies! This changes everything.”

“I’m sure it does. You want one of each?’

“That would be perfect. Could you hurry, Hannah? These nuts won’t last me for long. This has got to have something to do with the baby.”

“What?”

“The way I’ve been eating tonight. I’m craving sweets with a vengeance. I’ve eaten more dessert than I’ve ever eaten before in my life, but I still want more.”

It didn’t take Hannah long to fetch the coffee and cookies. “Here you go,” she said, putting them down on the table in front of her sister.

“Are these Lisa’s Pieces?” Andrea asked picking up one of the cookies and raising it to her mouth.

“Yes. You promised to tell me. Now, give.”

“Minglemurber.”

“What?”

“Minglemurber.” Andrea shook her head, swallowed twice, and took a sip of coffee. “Sorry about that. That cookie was delicious, by the way. Brandi’s real name was Mary Kay Hinklemeyer.”