Even Hank has been taken off the case by the Salt Lake Police Department--for the same reason." Who's investigating?" Mavis asked weakly"The SLCPD--an... Ben Glover for the bonding company." Why Glover?" Mavis fretted. "He's an acquaintance of Willie and Hank and you!" Not a close friend," Phil said bluntly, "certainly not a neighbor like Hank and me."Mavis didn't like the tight, cold knot in her stomach. Was Phil involved? She wanted to, but knew she didn't dare ask."Well, I don't care," Phil. "I might have to crawl into my bed, but I'll be fine. I'll see you tomorrow, Stan. Well... later today I guess. Good night."Friday morning, well, later Friday morning, Stan was woken by his alarm. He groaned, hauled his weary self out of bed and shuffled through his morning routine."Christ, it was easier getting out of bed when I was in my twenties," he complained. There was no reply.Still, Stan felt pretty pleased with himself. Now that Anne's team knew what had happened and that it wasn't. Then he called Carolyn again.“Carolyn Nolan speaking.”“Bill Pierce here. Why don’t you pack some books to move? I’ll pick you up, drive you to choir practice, get upstairs any books you bring along, and drive you back.” After a minute, she agreed. With the books in the trunk, they had a kiss before he started the car. Then he had his chance at getting some things straight.“Look...”“No,” she said immediately. “You look. I’m grateful for the help, but I’m not up for an argument before I’m obliged. ”He looked even more bewildered. I also told him that we would be spending Friday night together but he seemed to be aware of that anyway. “Will you be coming over to us or will Sunita be coming to you?” he asked.I shrugged my shoulders. “I’m not sure.”“If you come over to us you will be sleeping in Sunita’s room then,” he said, “I am moving into the spare room tonight.”“Oh,” I responded.“Sunita didn’t tell you then?”I shook my head.“We talked the night before and she said it would be better if.