CHAPTER 30
AFTER SOFIA’S DRUNKEN...confession? Fantasy? Whichever, the party went a little flat.
“Do you really think she could have killed him?” I asked Ben quietly as we climbed the stairs to the second floor.
When Emmy had asked what we wanted to do about sleeping arrangements, I’d offered to share my room, and his eyes had glistened as he accepted.
“I don’t know. She’s my sister, and I don’t know her at all. But with the company she keeps... Maybe.”
A shudder ran through me. “I’m just going to pretend I didn’t hear her say anything about it.”
“That’s probably for the best.”
We reached the door to the room where I’d been staying, a luxuriously appointed double with its own bathroom and a view over the small but perfectly maintained garden at the rear. Only the second time I’d spe
