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I needed to get my head on straight. Be objective. That would be impossible if I caught sight of Olsen again. He should consider his elbow privileges revoked, unless it was an elbow in the face he was looking for. Height is not one of my gifts, and Olsen had a good ten inches or so on me. Could I even elbow his face without climbing a step-stool? Focus, Sydney. I thought of walking out to the garden, but coward that I was, I didn’t want to run into Jeanette there. What could I say that was reassuring (and not a lie) when her nephew was the prime suspect in her fiancé’s murder?
So I went upstairs to hide in my room for a while. I glanced at the clock before throwing myself on the bed. It was nearly 6 p.m. I wondered if there would be a formal meal this evening, and if so, if I was expec
