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it up later. Come on.”
    A moment later, they sped out of the parking lot and wheeled onto the street.
    Hayden glanced at her. “Sorry I’m late, by the way. I got stuck in a meeting with the partners. No cell phones allowed so I couldn’t even text you.”
    “That’s okay.” It hit Ree then why he looked so different. He was wearing a suit. This was the attorney-to-be Hayden. The buttoned-down, conventional Hayden. “You look nice,” she said, a rather inane observation considering her predicament.
    “Thanks.” He loosened his tie and tossed it aside. Then he unbuttoned his collar. “Now I can breathe.”
    She found herself wondering about that subtext.
    “So what happened back there, Ree? You’re as white as a ghost.” He grimaced. “Sorry, bad joke.”
    She told him about Dr. Farrante.
    He heard her out, then shrugged. “You know, it’s possible he was there for the same reason as you.”
    “I thought about that. But there was something very strange about that meeting. I had the distinct impression they all knew one another. And they were so intense . I could practically smell the conspiracy.”
    “Through the glass and all the way across the squad room? That’s potent.” He sounded amused.
    “Make fun all you want, but I’m very good with body language. It’s one of my strengths.”
    “I’m sure it is. And I’m not making fun. Just playing devil’s advocate. What would those two detectives have to gain by conspiring with Nicholas Farrante?”
    “Maybe he’s bribing them. Or maybe they work for the Order of the Coffin and the Claw.”
    He swerved sharply to miss a squirrel.
    “It’s a secret society like the Skull and Bone Society at Yale,” she told him.
    “Yes, I’ve heard of it.” He kept his gaze focused on the road. “Most people assume it’s an urban legend. And anyway, what does it have to do with Farrante?”
    “I think he’s a member. I heard him tell Tisdale that he wouldn’t dare go against the wishes of the Order.”
    “Interesting,” Hayden mused. “Did he say anything else?”
    “About the Order? No, but I did some research last night,” Ree said. “It’s been around since before the Civil War. They recruit from only the most prominent families in Charleston and they’ve always had members in positions of power in government, business and academia. Evidently, they were once a force to be reckoned with in this city.”
    “Not to sound elitist, but it doesn’t seem like a police detective would meet that criteria,” Hayden said.
    “Oh, but Devlin would. He’s no run of the mill cop. He’s not a run of the mill anything. The way he speaks, dresses, carries himself…he’s from money. Old money. I’d swear on it.”
    Hayden shot her look. “He seems to have made quite an impression. Should I be jealous?”
    “No, he’s not my type,” Ree said with a shiver. “And if he has anything to do with the Order of the Coffin and the Claw, he’s really not my type.”
    “Good to know,” Hayden muttered.
    Ree stared out the window at the passing scenery. The morning was bright and sunny, but she focused on a bank of storm clouds in the distance. “I can’t believe this is happening. This time yesterday, my biggest worry was finishing my thesis so that I can graduate, find a job and start digging myself out of debt. Now I’m a material witness in a murder investigation. And for all I know, the cops could be looking for me right this very moment.”
    “Try to relax. We’ll figure something out.”
    “Easy for you to say.” She sighed. “Sorry. You’ve been great. I’m just on edge.”
    “That’s understandable. Maybe it would help if we go somewhere quiet and talk it through. When do you have class?”
    “Not until this afternoon. But I have a meeting with Amelia Gray at ten.”
    “Who’s she?”
    Ree tucked a strand of hair behind one hear. “Didn’t I tell you about her? She’s the cemetery restorer that Tisdale mentioned. We grew up in the