Normans face lit up. "I'd like that! Maybe I'd even get to do something heroic for once-I always wanted to save someone or help someone, but it hasn't happened yet."

Norman's expression dimmed and Lexy's heart tugged just a little for him.

"That's great for future cases," Ruth's voice dripped with sarcasm. "But can we get on with discussing this case?"

"Right," Nans turned to the whiteboard and wrote old lady act at K9 Center'. "I think we should start with these two tasks and see if that eliminates any of the suspects, then figure out where to go from there."

Chapter Sixteen.

They split up into two teams. Lexy, Norman and Ida were tasked with talking to Judy at the Farmer's Market and Nans, Ruth and Helen went to ask about Olivia at the Fur Fun K9 Center.

Lexy's team took Norman's car. Lexy sat in the back so Norman could grill Ida about her investigative techniques on the way. Lexy ignored the conversation as she chewed on her thumbnail and wondered if her bakery would suffer because of all the time she was spending away from running it. She made a mental note to give Cassie and their part-time girl, Haley, a bonus for extra work they had to do in her absence.

They pulled up in front of the Farmer's Market and piled out of the car.

"Now remember," Ida leaned toward Norman, her voice barely above a whisper, "don't make it too obvious how eager we are to find out where Evelyn was that morning. We don't want to let on that we are investigating."

Norman's eyes went wide and he nodded like a puppy eager to please its master.

They went inside and Norman looked around for Judy while Ida and Lexy pretended to be interested in the watermelons.

"There she is, over by the onions." Norman nodded toward a petite brunette arranging signs on a display that was loaded with onions, garlic and potatoes.

"Let's go over slowly," Ida advised and Norman started to walk at a snail's pace.

"Not that slow." Ida rolled her eyes at Lexy.

Norman increased to a normal pace. Judy looked up as they approached, recognized Norman and smiled.

"Hi, Norman. What brings you here?"

"Oh, we were just shopping for some ..." Norman hesitated and shot Ida a look of panic.

"Sweet potatoes," Ida said, picking up one of the orange spuds in the bin in front of her and inspecting it. "Gonna make a sweet potato pie."

"That sound delicious," Judy said. "Is this your grandma?"

"Ummm ... no ..." Norman stuttered.

"I'm a friend of Norman's grandma and this here is Lexy." Ida nodded toward Lexy.

"I'm Judy," the girl said pointing to her name tag.

"We know some of the managers here ... Larry and Evelyn," Ida said before Judy could get away.

"Oh, they're real nice," Judy said, favoring them with a perky dimpled smile.

"I didn't see them here yesterday morning." Ida eyed Judy out of the corner of her eye.

"I know Evelyn wasn't here because she was already gone to the Organic Growers Convention in Houston." Judy chewed her bottom lip for a few seconds. "Nope, Larry wasn't here either. I remember because we had a problem with the spaghetti squash and he was the only one that could fix it, but no one could find him."

"Oh," Ida feigned interest in a plump Vidalia onion. "When did Evelyn leave for the convention?"

"Oh, she left two days ago. I remember because she was leaving on my day off ... of course she had to cut her trip short and fly back when Winston ... you know." Judy looked down at the floor.

"Hello, ladies." Larry had come up behind Lexy and was regarding them with narrowed eyes. "Nice to see you again."

"Hi, Larry," Ida smiled and held up a sweet potato. "Just coming to get some of these wonderful potatoes for a pie."

"I thought I heard you asking about Evelyn," he said sharply.

Judy's eyes darted from Larry to Ida to Lexy. "I was just telling-"

Ida cut her off. "We were telling Judy how much we enjoyed talking to you and Evelyn the other day."

"And we wanted to tell you how sorry we were about Winston," Lexy added.

A shadow passed across Larry's face. Sorrow? Guilt? Lexy couldn't tell which.

"Thanks." His face turned hard. "We didn't see eye to eye on a lot of things, but he was still my brother."

"Of course. You must be terribly upset," Ida soothed.

Larry nodded then looked pointedly at Judy. "The grapefruit display needs straightening."

"Yes, of course." Judy nodded at Norman, Lexy and Ida before scurrying off.

"I can help you take these potatoes up." Larry put the potatoes Ida had been fondling into a bag. "Do you need anything else for your pie?"

"No, that should do it."

Larry escorted them to the cashier, Ida paid for the potatoes and they piled back into Norman's car.

Ida half-turned in the seat so she could see both Lexy and Norman. "Was it just me, or did you guys get the impression Larry was trying to get rid of us?"

"He was definitely trying to get rid of us ... and he didn't seem too happy we were talking about him and Evelyn to Judy."

Norman's brows shot up to his hairline. "Almost as if he had something to hide."

Ida nodded. "At least we discovered one thing. Evelyn most likely didn't do it because she'd been gone for a whole day before Winston died."

"But Larry could have," Norman added. "According to Judy, he wasn't at the Farmer's Market that morning."

Lexy's heart sank. Could Larry be the killer? She liked Larry and didn't want it to be him. "That doesn't prove he killed Winston."

"Of course not," Ida said. "But it brings up the question of where he was that morning."

Lexy nodded. "We need to dig deeper and find out if he has an alibi ... or if he was with his brother."

"And there's another question, too," Ida said.

"What's that?" Norman asked.

Ida held up the bag she'd brought from the store. "What the heck am I going to do with these potatoes?"

"It sure is pretty out here. No wonder so many people are opposed to the retail development." Nans stood beside Ruth's Olds, stretching her back as she gazed out over the lush fields of grass and wild flowers.

"Copy that," Ruth said, then reached into the car and grabbed the bag of Snickerdoodles they'd scoffed from Lexy's bakery.

"I remember when this was a working farm," Helen added as they walked toward the door. "There used to be cows, goats and horses. Momma got all her vegetables from the farm stand."

"Oh, that's too bad it's gone to ruin." Nans held the door open for Helen.

The three of them looked around the lobby of the K9 Center.

"Where should we start?" Ruth asked.

"Let's find someone who works here ... and who looks like they want to talk."

They turned the corner and walked up to the desk to the doggie daycare. Behind it, a blonde with short curly hair sat staring at the computer.

"Hello," Nans said brightly.

"Can I help you?"

"I'm Mona and this is Ruth and Helen." Nans opened the cookie bag and angled it toward the blonde. "Cookie?"

The girl glanced into the bag uncertainly, then up at Nans before dipping her hand in and pulling out a cookie. "Do you have a question about the doggie daycare?"

"Were doing an article on the K9 Center for the Tribune," Helen coughed. "We're just looking around to get some background info."

"Ruth here does the society pages," Nans nodded at Ruth.

"Oh." The girl gave them a disinterested look as she munched her cookie.

"Yes, and I hear you have a member of high society that comes here," Ruth said.

"We do?"

"Yes, Olivia Banks."

"Oh, yeah." The girl waved her hand. "She's here all the time. Has a couple of Pomeranians that do agility. Really cute and fast, too. The dogs, I mean ... not Olivia."

"Right. We were wondering if she had a regular schedule. We might want to come when we can snap a picture," Ruth said.

The girl scrunched her face up. "She really doesn't have a set schedule, but if you want to get a photo of her today, you've come way too early. She never gets in before noon."

Nans raised her brows at the others. "Oh, thanks. I guess we'll just mosey around and get a feel for the place for our article," Nans turned and winked at Helen and Ruth.

"Thanks," Helen said to the girl.

"You're welcome. Have a nice day," the girl called after them as they walked off.

"Well, how do you like them apples?" Nans reached into the bag of cookies, then held it out for Ruth and Helen, who both took a cookie.

"That doesn't help us at all," Helen crunched into her cookie.

"Nope, we'll have to find out what Olivia does each morning if we want to rule her out by establishing an alibi." Nans held the door open and they spilled out into the sunshine.

"Let's find out if the other team had better success." Nans rummaged in her oversized purse, then pulled out her cell phone, stabbed at the screen and put it up to her ear.

"Hello, Ida?"

"Hi, Mona ... how did you guys make out?" Ida's voice crackled in Nans ear.

"It was a bust for us. What about you?"

"We got some interesting information." The excitement in Ida's voice carried over the line, making Nans tingle with anticipation. "We're on our way back to your place now to compare notes."

"We'll meet you there." Nans broke into a sprint, gesturing for Ruth and Helen to hurry it up as she yelled into the phone. "Last ones there have to clean up after coffee!"

"If what Judy told you is true, we can rule out Evelyn." Nans marched over to the whiteboard and drew a line through Evelyn's name.

"We may want to double check with the Organic Growers Convention and make sure she was really there." Helen dipped her Snickerdoodle in her cup of coffee. Lexy noticed she didn't bother to clean up the few drops that sloshed over onto the table.

Nans nodded. "Good idea, it pays to be thorough."

"I'll call them," Ruth said and Nans made a note on the whiteboard.

"Evelyn still could have done it," Helen said. "She could have put something in leftovers that she knew Winston would eat later on. That would be perfect, actually, because if he ate it while she was away, that would give her an alibi."

"No, I don't think she would have done that," Ruth crunched into a cookie, ignoring the crumbs that fell on the table in front of her. "It's too risky-what if someone came over to visit and ate the food?"

Nans nodded, then chugged down her coffee. She brought the cup to the kitchen counter, opened the cabinet and pulled out a clean one which she filled with more coffee.

Lexy's mouth pursed into a thin line. "You can use the same cup, you know, Nans."

"Oh, I know, but, since you guys have to clean up ..."