be baking anything again, now that you know.”
“Know what?” Hannah asked quickly, but she felt an icy shiver run through her. Cassie had suspected that she knew, and that wasn’t good!
“You know what I’m talking about. You figured it out, didn’t you, Hannah? But it won’t do you any good! Nobody else is coming out here until one o’clock. There’s an employee lunch meeting right now and everyone else is there. We’re alone here, you and me. And soon it’ll be just me.”
Hannah’s legs began to tremble. She had to keep Cassie talking. But the only person who knew she was here was Norman. And she’d told him she didn’t need him to come with her!
“So what made you do it, Cassie?” she asked, hoping against hope that Norman would decide to check on her and drive in.
Cassie smiled and her eyes narrowed into slits. It reminded Hannah of the way a feline predator’s eyes looked, determined, dangerously fixed and focused on the prey.
“Darcy told me,” Cassie said. “What a fool! She didn’t deserve to live!”
“Darcy told you she was pregnant?”
“Of course she did. She was proud of it.” Cassie reached inside her pocket and drew out a small revolver. “She brought this on herself, you know.”
“Why?” Hannah asked quickly, noticing that Cassie’s finger was tightening on the trigger.
“Because I’m married to Brian! And I’m the only one who can have his baby!”
Hannah’s mouth dropped open. Darcy was having Brian’s baby?!
“Yes, Hannah, Brian confessed he slept with Darcy. And I added up the dates, Darcy was having my baby! I should have been having Brian’s baby.”
Hannah sent up a silent prayer that someone would enter the parking garage. And she knew she had to keep Cassie talking until someone else came. “Did you want Darcy to give you the baby?” she asked, hoping the question wouldn’t enrage Cassie.
“No!”
“Why not?”
“Because the baby growing inside of Darcy was half hers!”
“That makes sense.” An idea struck Hannah with startling clarity and she inched closer to the car parked next to her. It looked a lot like the car Andrea had told her not to touch in the DelRay parking lot, the one with the alarm that would set off all the other car alarms.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Cassie asked. “You can’t get away from me here. I’ve got you pinned down, Hannah. You’re through meddling in other people’s lives.”
“I was just going to set this cookie box on the hood of a car,” Hannah explained. “Do you want another cookie first?”
“I’ll get one after you’re gone,” Cassie said, giving Hannah a twisted smile that didn’t bode well for Hannah’s future.
“Then I’d better set these down or the box will fall and the cookies will spill out all over this dirty floor.”
That stopped Cassie for a moment, and then she nodded. “You’re right and those cookies are too good to waste. Go ahead, but I’m watching you. One false move and you die.”
As Hannah moved slowly toward the car, she caught movement out of the corner of her eye. Someone was at the far end of the parking garage. She didn’t dare look to see who it was because that might tip Cassie off, but she could only hope that whoever it was had come to rescue her.
“I’m so sorry about your daughter, Cassie,” Hannah said as she walked closer to the front of the car. “It must have been awful to have Brian’s baby and then lose her.”
“You don’t know the half of it,” Cassie said, and her voice was trembling slightly. “Nothing like that has ever happened to a woman like you.”
“Actually . . . it has. It’s not exactly what you went through, but when Ross left me I thought for a while that I was pregnant. But I guess it can’t compare to the heartbreak you felt.”
“That’s right. And it hurt all over again when I found out that Darcy was pregnant with Brian’s baby. I wanted to die right then and there.”
“I guess I really can’t blame you for wanting to kill Darcy,” Hannah said, hoping she sounded convincingly sympathetic. “It must have been horrible to learn that she was carrying the baby that should have been yours.”
“Oh, it was. Maybe you do understand. I had to kill her. Part of me didn’t want to do it, but I couldn’t let her have Brian’s baby. That baby should have been mine!”
“So you drugged her, and then you killed her?” Hannah asked, hoping that whoever had come in