Jenna looked around for Carla and saw her sitting in the same chair she had occupied behind the head table. She looked pale and was tearing bits off a piece of paper. Bruce sat beside her, head in his hands. This did not look good. Surely they hadn't had a fight after such a lovely evening.

When Carla saw her, she stood and rushed to Jenna, tears in her eyes. "Oh, Jenna. It's happening again."

"What's happening again?" Jenna was confused.

Carla waved the tattered piece of paper in the air. "Someone is going to kill Bruce."

"What? Slow down." She glanced at Bruce who hadn't moved. "What do you mean?"

"This." Carla shoved the note at Jenna.

Jenna took the note and looked at it. BRUCE DUMP HER OR DIE was printed in capital letters in the centre of the paper. She looked into the frightened eyes of her friend. "Where did you find this?" She tried to keep her voice calm.

"It was on the table when we went to pick up our things to leave." Carla wrung her hands.

"Oh, what are we going to do?"

"Where on the table? Beside your purse, under a champagne glass?"

"Right here." Carla took the paper from Jenna, grabbed her arm, and pulled her to the table.

She pointed to where Bruce sat. "It was tucked just under his lunch plate." She demonstrated by pushing the note under the rim of his plate.

Bruce lifted his head to watch. Jenna felt sorry for him. His tie was off and the top button of his shirt open. He looked pale and miserable. Who wouldn't? He'd just been threatened. At his own engagement party. "Bruce, are you okay?"

Bruce nodded his head. "Just a little shaken." His voice was low. "This isn't what you expect from one of your guests, one of your friends."

"Was the note in an envelope?" Carla asked him.

"No. Just folded and set there."

"Have you called the police?"

Bruce shook his head. "We talked about it but decided not to."

"Why?"

"What could they do? We don't know who left it."

Jenna looked at the crushed and frayed paper. She doubted that any fingerprints or DNA could be taken from it now. "It would be on record, though. So that if anything else happens they would take it more seriously."

Bruce looked at Carla. "I guess we could take it to them tomorrow."

Carla nodded. "But I can't see any of our family or friends leaving it."

"It could have been one of the caterers, or one of the staff here," Jenna said.

"Yes, and with the guests, that's over three hundred people for the police to check. I doubt they would bother."

"So, why did you call me?"

"Because you know my history with my past fiancés and you helped figure out who killed Michele's boyfriend."