The Dead Girl's Stilettos by Quinn Avery

Author:Quinn Avery [Avery, Quinn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jennifer Naumann

Grayson dropped Bexley at her car in the station’s parking lot, and she headed back to her apartment. As she stood in the hallway, digging around in her bag for the keys, she noticed the door was already ajar. She snatched her stun gun from the depths of her bag and nudged the door open farther until it hit the wall. “Is there someone in here?” she shouted. “You should know I have a stun gun, and I’m not afraid to use it on trespassing assholes!” When no one hollered back with an answer, she stepped inside.

The place was trashed. Furniture was turned upside down, curtains were ripped off the rods and shredded into pieces, and the few contents from the kitchen cabinets were scattered across the floor.

“Rude,” she muttered to herself. It wasn’t like she had much to search. Why did they have to destroy the pots and pans? “There goes my deposit.”

She collected a chair off the floor and headed into the hallway, relieved to find the pictures she’d stashed in the ceiling tile hadn’t been disturbed. But there was no sign of her laptop. At least she’d drafted her notes on the case using an online processor.

Still, someone was upset with her, and they were quite obviously looking for something. It wasn’t a standard B&E. She could see from the hallway that even her clothing and bedding had been strewn about. Did it mean she was too close to the truth?

Her phone trilled from her bag on the kitchen counter. She hurried back to retrieve it, noting the caller was using a local area code. “Bexley Squires.”

“Bexley? This is Faith…Willow’s roommate? I tried that Rivers guy, but he won’t answer, and this seemed important.”

He wouldn’t have answered because he’d still be in the middle of the press release. “What is it, Faith?”

“After you guys left, I decided to smoke a bowl and listen to some tunes. You know, to calm my nerves. All that stuff about Willow possibly being a hooker got to me. Anyway, there was a laptop tucked beneath where I store my vinyl, like someone was trying to hide it. I’ve never seen it before…it must’ve been hers.”

“Don’t touch it.” With Grayson indisposed, it wouldn’t hurt to check it out. Bexley collected her keys and headed for the door. “I’ll be right there.”

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