Chapter Seventeen
Suddenly, seeing Julia, even with a benign expression on her face, made everything very, very clear to Beatrice. The library and Henrietta. Miss Sissy’s feelings toward Minerva. June Bug’s story.
Beatrice, her heart pounding, tried to slam the door shut but Julia was too quick for her.
“I thought so,” snarled Julia. “Nosy woman. I could tell that you’d figured something out.” She took a large knife out of the purse she carried on her arm.
Beatrice heart pounded, but she said in a calm voice, “Julia, you’re not making any sense. I’m sure you must have been seen here. Is your car parked outside?”
Julia shook her head with a smirk and took a step closer to Beatrice, who took a step back. Noo-noo, sensing the tension, started making low growling noises.
“I didn’t drive
