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Luca
“You’re sure Brooke was at the party? I don’t remember seeing her there.”
Marnie Simcox—now Marnie Pettigrew—was the second of the names on Colt’s list. The first—Lydia Fairbanks—I’d skipped over because, according to Brooke, she still lived at home with her parents, and Elmira Fairbanks wasn’t my biggest fan. Not because I’d ever upset her personally, more because my reputation as a teenager had preceded me and she didn’t want me anywhere near her daughter. I couldn’t imagine she’d changed much over the years.
Neither had Marnie. Despite being only two years older than me, she’d been married three times and divorced twice since I saw her last, and judging by the way she was eyeing me up, divorce number three would be in the cards soon. Still, she seemed to have done well out o
