Carnal Innocence

secured it?”
    Burke felt his temper heating. “Kinda hard to secure a swamp.”
    Burns let out a sigh as he rose. “I’ll take your word for that.”
    In the backyard Caroline sucked in her breath, gritted her teeth, and pulled the trigger. The punchjumped up her arm and made her ears ring. She hit a can—though it wasn’t the one she’d aimed at.
    “Now you’re getting somewhere,” Susie told her. “But you got to keep your eyes all the way open.” She demonstrated, plowing three cans off the log in rapid succession.
    “Couldn’t I just throw rocks at them?” Caroline yelled when Susie went to reset the cans.
    “Did you play a symphony the first time you picked up your fiddle?”
    Caroline sighed and rotated her shoulder. “Is this how you intimidate your kids into doing what you want?”
    “Damn right.” Susie came back to her side. “Now relax, take your time. How’s the gun feel in your hand?”
    “Actually, it feels …” She laughed a little and glanced down at it.
    “Sexy, right?” She patted Caroline’s back. “It’s okay. You’re among friends. Thing is, you got the power right here, and the control, and the responsibility. Same as having sex.” She grinned. “That’s not what I tell my kids. Go ahead now, you sight in on that first can on the left. Make a picture on it. Have an ex-husband?”
    “No, thanks.”
    Susie hooted. “Old boyfriend? One who really pissed you off.”
    “Luis,” Caroline hissed between her teeth.
    “Whew, was he Spanish or something?”
    “Or something.” Her teeth were clenching. “He was a big, sleek Mexican rat.” Caroline pulled the trigger. Her mouth fell open when the can jumped. “I hit it.”
    “Just needed incentive. Try the next.”
    “Couldn’t you ladies take up needlepoint?” Burke called.
    Susie lowered her revolver and smiled. “You’re going to have more competition next Fourth of July, darlin’.” She skimmed her gaze over Burns before rising on tiptoe to kiss her husband. “You look tired.”
    “I am tired.” He squeezed her hand. “Agent Burns, this is my wife, Susie, and Caroline Waverly. Miss Waverly found the body yesterday.”
    “Caroline Waverly.” Burns said the name reverently. “I can’t believe it.” Taking her free hand, he brought it to his lips while Susie rolled her eyes at Burke behind the FBI man’s back. “I heard you play just a few months ago in New York. And last year at the Kennedy Center. I have several of your recordings.”
    For a moment Caroline only blinked at him. All that seemed so far away, she almost thought he’d mistaken her for someone else.
    “Thank you.”
    “Oh, no, thank
you”
He was thinking the case might have benefits after all. “I can’t tell you how many times you’ve saved my sanity just by letting me hear you play.” His smooth cheeks were flushed with excitement, and his hand continued to grip hers. “This is, well, delightful, despite the circumstances. I must say, it’s the last place I’d expect to find the princess of the concert halls.”
    A little ball of discomfort wedged in her stomach. “This was my grandmother’s home, Agent Burns. I’ve been here for only a few days.”
    His pale blue eyes clouded with concern. “This must be terribly distressing for you. Be assured I’ll do everything in my power to resolve the matter quickly.”
    Caroline made certain to avoid Susie’s eyes and managed a small smile. “That’s a comfort to me.”
    “Anything, anything I can do. Anything at all.” He picked up the field kit he’d set at his feet. “I’ll take a look at the scene now, Sheriff.”
    Burke gestured, and after glancing at Burns’s shiny Italian loafers, winked at his wife.
    “Kinda cute,” Susie decided as they walked toward the trees. “If you go for the suit-and-tie type.”
    “Fortunately, I don’t go for any type right now.”
    “Never know.” Susie flapped the bodice of her blouse to stir some air. “Why don’t I show you how to clean your gun, then we’ll make something cold for the boys.” She gave Caroline a curious look. “I didn’t know you were really famous and all. I thought it was just Miss Edith bragging.”
    “Fame all depends on the ground you’re standing on, doesn’t it?”
    “I guess it does.” Susie turned toward the house. Because she’d developed a fondness for Caroline, and because it seemed to her Caroline needed a smile just then, Susie swung an arm over her shoulders. “Can you play