Millions to Spare. Barbara Dunlop

never, ever harm a horse.”

      “He was poisoned,” Harrison said bluntly. “Fannew.”

      She had no idea what fannew might be, but horror washed through Julia at the thought of the life leeching out of the poor, defenseless animal.

      “I saw him at Nad Al Sheba,” she began, determined to come clean. “He reminded me of a friend’s horse, and I thought… That is, I hoped…” She didn’t know how to explain it concisely.

      “You looking to go back to jail?”

      “He’s the spitting image of Leopold’s Legacy,” she said.

      “And who is Leopold’s Legacy?”

      “My friends, the Prestons—they’re here to race Something to Talk About in the Sandstone Derby. But their champion stallion is Leopold’s Legacy. There’s a problem with his lineage, and he’s been disqualified from the U.S. Stud Book, because they can’t find his real sire.”

      She stood up, wrapping her arms around herself in a hug. “I wanted a DNA sample. I thought if I could either prove or disprove a relationship between the two horses, I could maybe…” She paused again. “Maybe help solve the mystery and get Leopold’s Legacy reinstated.”