Chapter 13
“Oh my God,” Alexis gasped as she read the morning headlines on her phone.
“What is it,” Katie asked. Two months had passed since Lynn’s departure and still the police were no closer to catching the Bikini Killer. Three more victims had been located, but for the past month there had been no new cases. Katie and Alexis had taken an early lunch at a downtown restaurant.
“Lynn,” Alexis whispered. She held her phone towards Katie and swallowed. “She’s going to have a book signing tomorrow night about an hour away.”
“Really.” Katie took the phone and read the article Alexis had found. “Are you going?”
“No.” Alexis shook her head. “She wouldn’t want to see me.”
“Alexis,” Katie rolled her eyes as she twirled her fork in the plateful of spaghetti. Katie had rapidly put on several
