I went home, feeling defeated and out of sorts, leaving Dad at his office and Jill, shoulders bowed, expression darkly worried, heading back to work. I'd hate to lose her, not just as a deputy. I liked her personally, too. Reading would be a smaller, sadder place without Jill in it, certainly on the path to downfall without at least one person in the office to keep Robert in check. Mind you, there was Toby, but I still had my suspicions about the small desk at the front of Dad's ...