Rebecca laughed harshly.

Dance said, “You remember the Sleeping Doll, Daniel? Theresa Croyton?”

Now she was using his first name. She’d established a bond—by suggesting a common enemy.

He said nothing. His eyes flicked to Rebecca, then back to Dance, who continued, “I just talked to the girl.”

Rebecca was shocked. “You what?”

“We had a long conversation. It was quite revealing.”

Rebecca tried to recover. “Daniel, she didn’t talk to her at all. She’s bluffing to save her ass.”

But Dance asked, “Was Jeopardy! on the TV in the den the night you and Newberg broke into the Croytons’? She told me it was. Who else would have known that?”

What is Quebec?…

The killer blinked. Dance saw she had his complete attention. “Theresa told me that her father was having affairs. He’d drop the children off at the Santa Cruz boardwalk and then meet his lovers there. One night Croyton spotted Rebecca doing sketches and picked her up. They started an affair. She wanted him to get a divorce but he wouldn’t, or couldn’t, because of his wife. So Rebecca decided to kill her.”

“Oh, this is ridiculous,” Rebecca raged. “She doesn’t know any of this.”

But Dance could see it was posed. The woman was flushed and her hands and feet were flashing subtle but clear affect displays from the stress. There was now no doubt that Dance was on to something.

Dance looked at him with steady eyes. “The boardwalk…Rebecca would’ve heard about you there, wouldn’t she, Daniel? That’s where the Family went to sell things at flea markets and to steal and shoplift. Caused kind of a stir, this cult of criminals. Gypsies, they called you. It made the news. She needed a fall guy, a killer. Linda told me you two met on the boardwalk. You thought you seduced her? No, it was the other way around.”

Rebecca’s voice remained calm. “Shut up! She’s lying, Dan—”

“Quiet!” Pell snapped.

“She joined your clan when? Not long before the Croyton murders. A few months?” Dance pressed forward relentlessly. “Rebecca talked her way into the Family. Didn’t it seem a little sudden? Didn’t you wonder why? She wasn’t like the others. Linda and Samantha and Jimmy, they were children. They’d do what you wanted. But Rebecca was different. Independent, aggressive.”

Dance recalled Winston Kellogg’s comment about cult leaders.

…women can be just as effective and as ruthless as men. And often they’re more devious….

“Once she was in the Family she saw right away that she could use Jimmy Newberg too. She told him that Croyton had something valuable in his house and he suggested that the two of you break in and steal it. Right?”

Dance saw that she was. “But Rebecca had made other plans with Jimmy. Once you were in the Croytons’ house, he was supposed to kill Croyton’s wife, then kill you. With you gone, he and Rebecca could be in charge. Of course, her idea was to turn Jimmy in after the killings—or maybe even kill him herself. William Croyton would go through a suitable period of mourning and he’d marry her.”