CHAPTER SIX
NITA GAVE CHEF PAUL instructions on the fireside snack and handed out information about the murder mystery event for their final night at the ranch. Heathcliffe sprawled in a chair and watched her, noting her nervousness and the slightly panicked tone in her voice.
Once the guests had their snacks and were engaged in lively conversation before the roaring fire, Nita slipped to the background and headed for the back door.
Heathcliffe followed, catching up to her as she was slipping her boots on. “We need to talk.”
She turned around, fixing him with a look tinged with dread. “Later. I need some air...”
He grabbed her arm and pulled her around to face him. “Nita, I can help. But you need to tell me what’s going on.”
“I wish I knew!” She stopped, her lip trembling when conver
