“I think we need to go talk to her now.”

“We?” he asked. “Don’t you have to go back to work?”

“Nope. I want to play detective too.”

He learned there was no telling her no, so they left together and went to Kyle’s office.

“Hi, Van,” Rosalind said. “Kyle isn’t here. It’s nice to see you, Kelsey. You don’t come to visit often.

“I know,” he said. “I just got off the phone with Kyle. Do you have a minute to talk in private?”

Kelsey was almost vibrating next to him.

“Sure,” Rosalind said when she got up and walked into Kyle’s office.

“Why are you being so nice?” Kelsey whispered to him.

“Stop,” he said. “I’m not accusing anyone of anything yet.”

“What’s going on?” Rosalind asked. “Did I do something wrong?”

“No. I just didn’t want to do this where others could hear.”

“Okay,” Rosalind said.

“Kyle said you had a key to Barry’s house. My house now. Do you still have it?”

Rosalind frowned. “I do. I forgot all about it. I haven’t used it in years. He gave it to me in case something happened to the house while he was off the island.”

“Can you show it to me?” he asked.

She went to her desk and pulled open a drawer and then another. “It’s not here,” Rosalind said, frowning. “I don’t think I gave it to Kyle. I don’t remember. Is there a problem?”

“Who else would have access to your desk?”

“Anyone,” Rosalind said.

“Who knew you had that key?” he asked.

“I think only Kyle.” Rosalind thought a moment. “Oh and Christian. He was here one day when I had to run over. Barry had called me and asked if I could go get his mail. He was being held up. I left to get it when Christian was here and then came back. That was a few months before Barry passed.”

“Thanks,” he said. “So you knew Barry’s alarm code too?”

“I did. I had it written down.” Rosalind opened her drawer. “It’s right here where the key should have been. Stupid I know, but I wouldn’t have remembered it. I didn’t worry or think anyone here would do anything with it.”

“Don’t get upset, Rosalind,” Kelsey said. “Thank you for remembering. Can you keep this between us?”

“I can’t even tell your father?” Rosalind asked.

“You can,” Kelsey said. Van gave her a look, but he remembered Rosalind didn’t work for him.

“Can you wait? We are going to call Kyle ourselves. But don’t let anyone else know about this, please. I’d appreciate it.”

“No problem,” Rosalind said. “You know, you’re a little like Barry. He’d get like this too. Tell me not to let anyone know something other than Kyle until he was ready.”

“Was Christian one of those people not told things?” Kelsey asked.

“He was,” Rosalind said.