“The police are still working on it. They found her diary, but it didn’t help much.”


    Miranda didn’t feel bad over Megan’s death.


    “It broke your grandma’s heart when she died. She seemed to age overnight. Now she won’t leave the


    Buddhist shrine.”


    “I’ll visit her when I have time in the next few days,” Carlos announced. It had been too long since he


    set foot in New York. It was time for him to visit his grandma…and Tabitha.


    For a moment, neither of them spoke. The office was so quiet. Finally,


    Miranda’s phone buzzed. She read the message and then asked, “You must have found out a lot about


    James. What are you going to do with him?”


    “That’s up to Debbie,” said Carlos. However she wanted to handle


    James, he would support her


    Miranda smiled. She stood up, walked over to Carlos and patted him on the shoulder. A warm gesture


    meant tofort.


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    “Carlos, I think…”


    “Yes?”


    “One day when you have your memory back,” she continued, her smile growing bigger, “Debbie’s going


    to get back at you. Boy, you’ll be in trouble then.”


    Carlos didn’t know what to say. He had anticipated that, nned for it, counted on it.


    After leaving Carlos’ office, Miranda called Debbie.


    Debbie was doing a clothingmercial. When Miranda told her she was back in the city and was


    close by, she asked for a break and went to see Miranda in her working clothes.


    At a tea house


    Debbie arrived wearing a white sundress, setting off her killer figure.


    Men turned their heads to watch the vision of beauty entering the quiet shop. Women turned green with


    envy, in some cases scolding their husbands and boyfriends.


    “Were you at work?” Miranda asked when she noticed Debbie’s makeup.


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    “Yeah. Why are you back so suddenly? Is this a business trip?” Debbie had rushed over as fast as she


    could. Thirsty, she gulped down a cup of tea without waiting for Miranda’s answer.


    Watching this, Miranda frowned and said in a reproachful tone, “You’re in public now for God’s sake.”


    Debbie giggled and sat up straight.


    “Too thirsty


    Miranda just shook her head and decided to drop it. Anyway, that wasn’t why she was here.


    “Why didn’t you tell me you had a daughter?” she asked bluntly. They kept in touch, but mostly by


    phone. They didn’t usually have involved conversations. If Debbie kept something from her, she’d have


    to find out second-hand.