Chapter 15
Chris stopped by the next morning. “Trudy’s driving Zoë and me to the airport.”
“Thank goodness. Zoë’s outside? Maybe I should talk to her?”
“She’s not in a very receptive mood, Dell.”
“That’s all right. As long as she’s safe.” I stepped back into my front foyer and tried to imagine Zoë and Trudy conversing in the car. A pang of jealousy had me swallowing the lump in my throat. “So what’s your secret?”
“Convincing Zoë to go was the easy part,” Chris said, leaning a palm high against the wall behind the front door. “Jasmine’s family live in Vancouver and they’re having her remains shipped down tomorrow. That’s how Zoë found out about Jasmine’s death. She left Jules’s number with Jasmine’s mum in case they had to contact her. The funeral’s Wednesday morning at the Sikh Temple
