It was Saturday, and little Nina had the day off from school.

Crystal stayed home with her, while Briony and James drove Gwendolyn White to her weekend class before heading to the studio together.

They'd barely stepped through the door when Hannah stood up from her desk and gestured toward the reception, "Briony, someone left flowers for you."

Briony paused and glanced toward the front desk.

A bouquet of white roses sat in a tall vase, impossible to miss.

"Garry again?" James frowned, sounding unimpressed. "Couldn't he be a bit more original for once?"

Briony didn't even spare the flowers a glance as she headed for her office. "Same as always, Hannah-give them to the café downstairs."

"You got it!" Hannah called back.

James followed Briony inside, shutting the door behind them. They settled onto the sofa.

Briony turned to James. "That talent show just started-the one Ottilie's in."

"Ottilie?" James searched his memory. "Who's that?"

Search her name and you'll see her

out his phone and tapped open a short video

up a video of her

then offered a blunt assessment. "The song's

nodded. "Check out

James scrolled down-and stared.

single comment was raving

closer. Wait

was written

traditional instruments-and unless I'm wrong, that's a pentatonic scale in there. Mrs. Winslow said Rosita couldn't coax

had grown up with his grandfather's old records and had picked up a

about folk

sang was called

in some Southern dialect in

did Rosita know

deal between Ottilie and Rosita,

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