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Could Scarlett be in on it? I studied her fro, had lied about staying in the Inn Wouldn't be the first tirabbed cheaper accommodations and tried to use the Inn's amenities It happened all the time

She'd been aard, ely clumsy as she'd tried to lie her way out of my accusations Then, she'd seen Vanessa's body and puked all overat the faint squish The second ere done with West I was finding a hose

Scarlett was still pale, still shaky It was possible she was the best actress I'd everplace at the exact right time to keep me out of jail

Pretty, lying Scarlett wasn't going anywhere Not any time soon

Chapter Four

TENN

"What the hell, Tenn?" West strode down the gravel path, his eyes hard "Who's this?" he stopped in front of us, looking over his shoulder at his lead deputy "Get the scene secured Coroner is on the way" His deputy nodded and turned, barking orders at the rest of her team

West didn't wait for ravel path as he approached "She over there?" I pointed West leaned into the bush and swore "Should have stayed in jail," he said under his breath Raising his head, he zeroed in on Scarlett "Name?"

"Scarlett," I answered "We ran into each other on the path"

West didn't acknowledge ht out his pad and pen, then clicked open his phone and hit the red 'record' button "I' this for accuracy This is police chief Weston Garfield—" He went on to list the date, location, my name, and Scarlett's first

At his raised eyebrow she said, "Hall Scarlett Hall"

"Scarlett Hall," West repeated "Are you a guest at the Inn, Scarlett?"