Alexis walked with Penelope up the pebbled walkway toward Faye’s two-story condominium. Faye sat on the front porch in a floral summer dress with a slit up to her thighs, backless heels, and her hair tucked into a French roll. “Ah.” She sipped from a big glass of ice tea. “What a lovely surprise.”
Alexis and Penelope stopped in the grass.
“So what brings you here, Detectives?” Faye smiled.
Alexis took her shades off. “We arrested Brett’s killer a few days ago.”
“I know.” Faye set her drink down. “This is a small town remember?” She took off her shades. “Is it true that it was a friend of King’s?”
Alexis smirked. “Maybe.”
“Wow.” Faye whistled. “So why in the world did he kill Brett?”
Alexis walked up the porch steps. “You played yourself, Faye.”
“Excuse me?”
“You were so busy tryin
