“Marsha forgot the keys again, Mark. She went out of town to meet her new niece.” Cash pointed to Rebecca. “This is Rebecca Martin, Cynthia’s daughter. She bought the Fisher house and wants me to update it.” Officer Mark’s eyes widened slightly and then he held up both hands. “Say no more, Cash. I’ll get out of your hair. I’m sure the two of you have a lot to catch up on.” Out of the corner of his eye, Cash caught Rebecca’s frown. She still didn’t recognize him, but she had to wonder about what Mark had said.
