Page 73 of Secret Triplets for Christmas

Mira put breakfast on the table and the kids dug in.

“Miranda says you plan to move home today,” my father said to me.

“Yes. I need to go over and finish cleaning up a few things first.”

He looked at me with fatherly concern. “Are you sure it’s safe? What’s going on with the case?”

I didn’t really know except that if the culprit had been found, Flynn would have let me know. But with the papers Liam hid found and the FBI dealing with it, all should be fine, right?

“It’s okay, Dad.”

“Why don’t I go with Lindsay to the house and help her get it ready, and you can stay with the kids?” Mira said, joining us.

Mira was a great friend, but I imagined she was ready to have me and the girls out of her hair.

My father nodded. “I could take them to see Santa.”

“You’re braver than me,” Mira quipped. “Between the snow and it being so close to Christmas, it’s going to be a mess.”

“It’s not like it’s Christmas Eve,” he said. “Besides, I am brave.”

I laughed.

Once I got the girls ready, they left with my father and Grayson while Mira and I drove over to my house. Dad said he’d bring the girls home later that day. I didn’t have much time to make sure everything was close to the same as when the girls last left it.

“It doesn’t look bad,” Mira said as she walked through my living area. “I was expecting something worse.”

“You should have been here a few days ago.”

“Should we get started?” Mira asked.

“I left all the cleaning equipment in the kitchen.”

We started the laborious tasks of sweeping, vacuuming, and tidying. I was just wiping down the countertop in the kitchen when there was a knock on the door.

I opened it to find Flynn.

"Hey there, Lindsay."

“Flynn, hi. Do you have news?” Wouldn’t it be a stroke of luck that not only had I found Liam’s papers, but also, Flynn had found the person who’d broken in?

“No, sorry. Thought I'd check on you.”

I wondered how he knew I was here. Then I remembered he said he’d have police watching my place.

I held the door open so he could enter. “All is well. I plan to move me and the girls back in today.”

“I take it you still haven’t found anything?”

I hesitated, not wanting Mira to overhear our conversation. "Nothing. But thanks for checking.”

"Of course. Just doing my job." He glanced around the room, then locked eyes with Mira. "How are things going here?"

“Almost done. Flynn, this is my friend, Mira. Mira, this is the detective trying to find out who broke in.”

“Nice to meet you. Any chance you’ve figured out who it is?” Mira said, giving him a friendly smile.

“You too, and no, I’m sorry to say.”

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