"Have the Stuarts arrived from this morning's crime scene?" Jessie asked, stopping in front of the desk sergeant.
"Yes, ma'am." He gave her a lopsided grin. "The woman is in Interview Room three. The man is behind door number two."
Zach came up beside her and leaned over the high desk. "I'll bet that beautiful woman just made your day, huh, Sarge?" he whispered.
The balding, middle-aged sergeant nodded. "You bet, Detective."
Jessie shook her head at the two men. "I think you should take Mrs. Stuart, Zach."
"No. I think you should take Mrs. Stuart."
"Nope. You said you're the expert when it comes to women, so here's your chance, hotshot. Just throw some of that masculine charm on her, and she'll be eating out of your hand." She turned on her heels. "Tootles," she waved her hand in t
