Chapter 225

“Very well, I shall get straight to the point,” Simon said. He handed Stahl the envelope. “This is a court order to acquire a DNA test from Miss Stahl.”

“What?” Stahl was outraged, but Howard’s eyes were narrow. “The funeral,” he said softly.

Well, it was often difficult to get anything past Howard. The man was brilliant, even if almost no one knew it. But Simon had worked with Howard for the venue and catering of the wedding and seen firsthand how easily and quickly Howard could work long columns of figures in his head. “I believe so, yes,” Simon said softly.

“What?” Stahl repeated. “I’m missin’ something.”

“Honey, lookat him,” Howard said, not unsympathetically. “And the last time Mace was in town, before the wedding, was your mother’s funeral. The timing…works out.”