I nod.
“The house the film takes place in?That’s in Winnetka.A lot of the homes in the area are like that.”
“I’d think he’d live in a mansion if he’s a member of Aces, not to mention a high-ranking donor to the symphony.”
He looks at my phone and enters the address into his GPS app.“Looks like we have about a twenty-minute drive ahead of us.”He holds the door to the Rolls-Royce open.“After you.”
We pull out of Maddox’s mom’s neighborhood and merge onto I-94.Maddox starts the radio.A soothing piece featuring strings and woodwinds is playing.
“You know this one?”Maddox asks.
“I think so.”I close my eyes.“It’s Debussy.HisPrelude to the Afternoon of a Faun.Basically the beginning of Impressionist music.”
“Meaning?”
“Music took a turn toward the end of the nineteenth century.The composers of France especially started writing more ethereal music in that era.”
“Got it.”Maddox keeps his eyes on the road.“Debussy… Debussy… He wroteClair de lune, right?”
“He did.”I smile at Maddox.“Where did you learn about that piece?”
“Give me a little credit.”He chuckles.“I’d heard a few classical pieces before you walked into my shop.”
“Of course.I was just worried…” I purse my lips.
“Worried about what?”
I look down.“It’s silly.”
“What?”
“Well, I was going to say I was worried that your only exposure toClair de lunewas from watching theTwilightmovie, but I realized that sounded frightfully judgmental.”
He bursts out laughing.“It might shock you to hear this, but I’ve never seen theTwilightfilms.”
“Then my original sentiment stands.”
Maddox eyes my phone.“Do we have anything more on the Gimbles?Were you able to pull up any information from the wife’s Facebook profile?”
I pull up the Facebook app.“I requested her as a friend, but I figured she’d reject it anyway.”I open my notifications.“Actually, shedidaccept my friend request.That’s strange.”
“She’s probably one of those old people who just lets anyone add her,” Maddox says.“Lots of people of her generation don’t quite understand how social media works.”
I sigh.“I’d pay good money to be completely ignorant of social media.”
“Fair enough.Anything on her profile?”
I click on her profile and scroll.“Looks like she’s been married to Wade for thirty-five years… Oh!Here’s a photo of the two of them from the symphony gala last fall.Looks like they have at least two kids and…” I widen my eyes.
“What?”
“She sits on the hospital board.The board ofmyhospital.St.Charles.”I turn to Maddox “There’s something I haven’t told you.”
“What?”
“I learned from Dr.O’Rourke—Harrison, your friend—that Rouge isalsoon the hospital board.”
He drops his jaw.“Wait, atyourhospital?”
