“Just some questions, Ms. Shay. We’d like you to come to the station to be interviewed.”

 “About...?” Emma said.

 “About the disposition of your late husband’s estate.”

 “My late husband didn’t have an estate,” she said. “Am I under arrest?”

 “At this point it’s just an investigation.”

 “She’s not going anywhere with you,” Adam said.

 “Wait a minute here,” Riley said. “Is this a coincidence? You wanting to question Emma?”

 “Ms. Kerrigan, we don’t have any reason to detain or question you,” Georgianna said. “Ms. Shay?”

 “No, wait,” Riley said. “Have you been investigating Emma?”

 “Ask me whatever you like,” Emma said. “Just make it quick.”

 “We’d like you to come to the office so that we can record and have a record of our interview.”

 “I wonder if my lawyer would approve of that idea...”

 “We’re not filing any charges at this point. We’re not going to be reading you your rights. If you’d just answer those questions you can, we’d very much appreciate it. No one wants to arrest you.”

 “And this is in regards to...?” Emma persisted.

 “Large sums of money appearing in your accounts, ma’am,” Georgianna said.

 “Ah,” she said. “So you’ve had a warrant, the only way you could legally watch my account. I see. I’ll drive myself to your office and I’ll answer your questions—with my lawyer present.”

 “No, Emma,” Adam said, taking her elbow in a soft grip. “I don’t want you to do this. There’s no reason.”

 “Yes, let’s get this over with,” she said. She looked at Logan. “Is the warrant for banking records?” He nodded. “And what else? Have you been in my house?”

 Logan shook his head.

 “What else is your warrant for?” she asked.

 “Banking and phone. Let’s do this, Ms. Shay. You’re eventually going to have to answer our questions. We don’t want to ask for an arrest warrant.”

 “And I don’t want you to,” she said. “I’ll call my lawyer and drive myself over. I’m not going to take off.” She grabbed her purse and jacket. “This must be exciting for you,” she said. “It’s Sunday morning.”

 “And you knew exactly where to find her,” Riley said.

 “They’ve always known, Riley,” Emma said. “They’ve been watching me. They want to know if I have some secret hidden money from my husband. They’re going to watch me forever. And they’re not going to find anything because there isn’t anything.” She looked at Logan and Georgianna. “Let’s get this over with.”

 “I’m going with you,” Adam said, grabbing his jacket.

 “I’m going, too,” Riley said.

 * * *

 Three hours later Emma and Aaron emerged from the interview room to find Adam and Riley waiting. By quick consensus, they decided to go to a nearby Mexican restaurant to talk and order something to eat and drink. Aaron excused himself from the group. Riley beat them inside and secured a booth. The waitress was beside them right away.

 “I think we’re going to need three wines. Any preference?” Riley asked.

 “I’m having tea,” Emma said. “Just any hot tea, please. Milk and sugar.”

 “I’ll have hers. Chardonnay,” Riley said.

 “I’ll have a beer, whatever’s on tap. And how about some nachos?” Adam asked.

 When they were alone again, Riley was the first to speak up. “I think that bastard dated me because he was watching you.”

 “They were very nice,” Emma said. “Tiresome, but polite enough. I was warned this might happen. When we settled up in New York the lawyers told me there would be victims and law enforcement who would find it preposterous that I’d surrender everything, right down to my engagement ring. I didn’t want anything that had come from Richard. But I did recently come into some money. My father’s estate, which Rosemary always claimed was hardly worth talking about, actually had something in it. Rosemary, God rest her soul, failed to let me know. She clearly meant for her daughters to have it. But my father’s lawyer followed through and some money came my way. He showed them a copy of the will along with all the financial information. It’s all completely legitimate.”

 “Is this going to keep happening?” Riley wanted to know.

 Emma shrugged. “Until there’s nothing to notice, I suppose.”

 “But you were already investigated and cleared,” Riley said.

 “And I remain a curiosity to some. The best way to handle it is to be cooperative, show them the quickest route to the information they want or need.”

 “Emma, how have you stood this kind of treatment?”

 “I’ve found that if I just put myself in their shoes, I get it. And it’s best to just be honest and forthcoming. I learned right away, refusing to answer just intensifies the whole process. According to Logan, they’ll make their report to the FBI Fraud division and it will probably be over. Not to say it can’t start up again in the future.” Her tea was delivered along with the drinks for Riley and Adam. “I’ve made peace with that. I understand why they want to be sure I’m not a part of his crimes.”

 “You are a brave soul,” Riley said, lifting her glass to Emma. “I still want to punch Logan. The bastard.”