No, Margot reasoned, it was probably best to just let the professionals handle it. If you could call Grant Bell a professional. She still had her doubts about him. His alcoholism was no secret. If it weren’t for that, he would be a great asset to the county. He was the only person she knew of with EMT training that had graduated both the fire and police academies. And yet, instead of making something of himself he was wasting his life as a struggling private investigator, following cheating husbands and repossessing cars for the bank. But he couldn’t stay sober long enough to hold a real job. And Howard’s life was in his hands.