Griselda said, “But you don’t kill someone for that.”
Dare spoke coolly, “Haven’t there been times you’ve been furious enough to kill? And with the means, and that extra madness that makes a killer, you’d do it.”
Kathie whispered, “I’ve never had anything. I’ve never had what you’ve had and you—all of you. I’m beautiful. I like nice things. I have a right to have them.” Her voice broke.
Dare said, “Shelley must have found out something. So Shelley had to die.”
“No,” Kathie spoke up now. She looked at Kew for exoneration. “I killed Shelley because she was going to kill you.” She was pathetic at the moment, huddled there alone, her eyes eating Kew.
He said, “She wasn’t after me. It was Mannie she was gunning for. She thought he’d run out on her for good because of you. She came to me be
