Chapter 18“I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU put this on your fridge,” Chandelle said. She then admitted, “My mom did the same thing.”
“What is it?” Timi asked as she helped Luella unbox her brand-spanking-new computer.
“Oh, just that article in the free paper,” Chandelle went on. “The one with that picture of us.”
Timi smiled widely. “MarketFresh Employee Saves Local Businesswoman from Knife-Wielding Murder Suspect. I bet the store was glad to see that headline. Did you notice the article didn’t mention Jeffrey worked at the store?”
“Is that so?” Luella asked. “I suppose, as a company, you’d want to distance yourself from an employee who admits to killing a girl, putting her boyfriend in a coma, and who then held poor Chandelle hostage before our very eyes. How’s your neck, by the way?”
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