Chapter Fifteen
Greyson stood in front of the bloody mess on the floor.
Her stomach squeezed, ready to purge her morning coffee. The sight of all that
blood, Addie’s blood, brought reality crashing down on her. Until now, she’d
been able to keep a healthy distance from it all. She’d placed the order to
clean up the lobby shortly after returning home with Addie. So she’d never seen
the crime-scene tape, the blood, or any other evidence of the crime.
“Excuse me,” Detective Hill said, squeezing past her and
tiptoeing around the blood spatter. “So, based on what Ms. Blake said last
night…” Detective Hill stepped to the left and in front of the bank of buttons.
She pulled out her cell phone and looked at it and then to the left, gazing at
her reflection in the polished brass. “She co
