“I need to ask you something, and I need you to be honest with me, Dan.”
“Okay.” He settled in, still relaxed, still performing casually. “What’s going on?”
“Mom’s necklace,” I probed. “The green stone pendant she wore her whole life. The one she asked me to bury with her.”
He blinked. “What about it?”
“Will’s fiancée was wearing it.”
Something moved behind his eyes. He leaned back and crossed his arms. “That’s not possible. You buried it.”
“I thought I did,” I said. “So tell me how it ended up in someone else’s hands.”
“Maureen, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
