"Spy 101 training. It's all in here, even if there's no more surveillance duty." Lily tapped her head.

"It supports my theory that a woman is behind this," I told Lily as we made our way from the terminal towards the parking lot. "No man could fool the check-in clerk, even if she were myopic."

"And short-sighted," agreed Lily. "It's pretty brazen of a woman to break in to Juliet's house at night. What if Rob had woken up? Juliet isn't very tall or broad, so she couldn't fight him off, and I guess this woman couldn't either."

"There's no telling what a person might do if they're crazy enough to break into someone's house while the owners are sleeping."

"True. I'd go totally ninja if someone broke into my house."

"Remind me to always call ahead." We climbed into the car and I dialed Delgado for an update. He didn't answer so I hoped he was busily wiring something. "I hope the security installation is progressing smoothly. And I really hope Juliet and Rob don't tell anyone and blow the plan."

"What if they do?"

"Our chances of catching the stalker go from slim to zero; and without the stalker I have no way of proving that Juliet is being set up. Unless..." I dialed a new number.

"Graves," said Lucas when he picked up. "You don't write, you don't call. This is nice."

"Lucas?" I replied. Out of all the guys I worked with, only Lucas insisted on being called by his first name. Since it sounded like a surname, I figured there must have been someone who simply assumed it was. "I do write. I sent you an email last week. I'm actually calling for a favor."

"Shoot."

"I need some expert analysis on a client's computer history. Well, that and more."

"Sounds interesting. What did they do?"

"It's what they might not have done that I'm interested in," I said, explaining the case as succinctly as I could.

"This sounds a lot like something Solomon asked me to do on his case." Lucas paused, and I instantly realized he knew. Fortunately, that was no bad thing.

"It's the same case, but we're working opposite angles," I admitted.

"How very mathematical. You know what kind of angle I am?"

I couldn't help smile. "Acute?"

"I am a cute angle! Thank you for noticing! Remind me to tell my fiancée that. Maybe it’ll keep her on her toes. What do you need from me?"

"Can you hack into..."

"I don't hack, you know that. Whoever is listening needs to know that too."

"Whatever you call it, and no one's listening. You're just being paranoid."

"Tell that to the CIA."

"They're not listening, Lucas."

"That's what they say. Fine, but just to be clear, we have full access to your client's work computer since we are working for her employer. That means everything I do will be legal and above board. I can access their network too."

"That's great! I need you to track anything to do with the case that came from her computer. I need to know if it were she who logged in, if the emails were sent directly from her computer, or elsewhere. Also check to see if there's any spyware on her desktop, or if her emails are being cloned. Anything you can find that could prove her innocence. I already know she wasn't present when one of the trades was made."

"That's funny you should ask because I'm doing all that already for Solomon, except he's looking for irrefutable proof that she is the one responsible."

"Essentially, it's the same thing. Can you please go that extra mile to look for a possibility that whoever made those trades and sent those emails wasn't Juliet? I'll send you a list of specifics."

"No problem. I'll contact you once I've completed the task."

I thanked Lucas and hung up, wondering if I should run my request past Solomon. I figured not, since we were already sharing case notes. So what if I benefited from his instructions to Lucas? It was all the same information and Solomon would have shared it eventually. This way, I just got it at the same time he did. Mentioning the emails reminded me, I needed to speak to Juliet's assistant, the one who filed the strange claim about being fired without warning. I called Lucas back.

"I'm not that fast," he said. "You need to be patient."

"Actually, I need an address. Jane O'Dowd. She used to work as Juliet's assistant."

I heard the tapping of keys and a long pause; then, "1278 Spring Street."

"Thank you!" Hanging up, I glanced at Lily. "Do you want to come interview Juliet's former assistant?"

"Since I'm so good at the shakedowns?"

"Sure," I agreed, not wanting to discourage her as we exited the parking lot, aiming for Montgomery.

The smile from Lily's face disappeared. "I'd love to, but I have to pee."

"Why didn't you go at the terminal?"

"I was so excited about the development in the case, I forgot I needed to!"

"Lily! This is like traveling with a child!"

"I know! Good preparation, right? Are we nearly there yet?" she joked, pulling a face.

"I don't need the practice. I'm not the one who's pregnant!"

"Maybe it's catching."

"What is? Pregnancy?"

"Sure. I've heard of it happening. One friend gets pregnant, then they all get pregnant."

"We need to talk about sex. That is not how pregnancy happens."

Lily looked affronted. "I know that. Did I tell you about the night I think I got pregnant? Oh, we were having so much fun! Especially when Jord started doing that thing with the Cheerios. Let me tell you..."

I wished I could put my fingers in my ears. I really, really wished I could after Lily’s description. I would probably never be able to erase it from my audible memory. Fortunately, before it reached the point where I was looking for somewhere to ditch my own car and hitchhike the rest of the way home, we saw a gas station and I pulled in. While I waited for Lily to hop into the bathroom, no easy feat with her legs practically crossed, I tried Delgado again.

"Hey," he said on answering. "The system is halfway installed."

"That's good news. Any problems? Anyone come to the house?"

"A few wiring issues, but they're resolved. I'm trying to find a decent place to point the cameras at the doors, somewhere they won't be seen. And no, no one came to the house, but the husband went to the grocery store."

"All seem legit?" I asked.

"Yeah, he bought fruit and milk. I checked. Do you want to come over and inspect the system when we're done installing it? I might be a couple more hours."

"Yes, please. I'm on my way back from a lead and have to chase down another lead, so I'll be two hours minimum anyway. Is that okay?"

"I still have to set up audio and test the system, so that sounds good. Do you want me to wire upstairs?"

"The windows? Definitely."

"What about the attic hatch?"

"I didn't know they had one."

"I noticed it earlier."

"I don't know. Maybe. Can a house be accessed by an attic hatch?"

"Not this one, because it's not adjoined to any other house; but I'll check it anyway just to be sure no one is living inside."

I shuddered, unwilling to concentrate too much brain space on that as a possibility. "Thanks. I really appreciate you doing this on such short notice."