CHAPTER SEVEN
Lewis’s shop was closed and the lights off. Charlotte stood in the doorway to message Rosie. Then, she reread Mel’s text. The description fitted Alison. About thirty. Short dark hair. Thin. Intense. But why would she visit Angelica’s home? Did she think Angelica was there and wanted to speak with her? Perhaps she wanted to reach out in peace.
No contact would ever happen between them again. Not that it was an issue now with Charlotte living two states away, but she’d agreed to never have contact with Alison again and it suited her. Although she acknowledged her misdiagnosis of the woman, her gut told her there’d been more going on. Charlotte had thought Alison on the brink of harming her own husband and brought the police into it. The subsequent investigation served to expo
