Day One -  Stanhope Mansion, Savannah, Georgia. Evening.

Jason Stanhope held the phone to his ear. "Yes, he was here earlier today, blast him. Mummy was very upset." He listened for a moment. "The beach house is empty this time of the year, except for the staff, of course. Yes, I'll give them time off after the funeral... Don't worry. No one can hear me," he looked around. "I understand . . .   Yes. Just get that detective off my back. I'll do my part. Okay, thanks Uncle Rolly."

"Is he gonna help?" Penelope rubbed his arm.

"Don't worry, baby. You stick to the plan tomorrow and soon we'll be rollin' in dough." Jason put his arm around the maid and the two of them went to his room and closed the door.