Chapter Fourteen
Robin climbed from her car looking at the familiar setting of Roman Hill Estate. It was getting all too familiar anymore, though this should be the last time she had to make this trek, at least for awhile; that is, if all the loose ends had been wrapped up as neatly as it seemed. Staring up at Felicia’s turret bedroom once more, she flashed on the first time a week ago that she and Leslie had arrived to investigate the murder. It made even more sense to her now that Felicia had died in such a enigmatic way, with a host of odd women surrounding her, interplaying with her very complicated life. She liked complicated things, and so it was when she died.
“Feeling better this morning?” Leslie asked as she joined Robin and the two walked towards the house.
“I’m okay, a litt
