CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
Juliet and I settled back onto the couch. She dozed lightly while watching a talk show about cheating spouses and their love child. I picked up the Agatha Christie novel from the evening before and tried to read but my mind kept straying towards what Clint had said about Grant. Could Grant kill someone who had threatened me? He was really protective of me in high school. If anyone bullied me, he would always come charging to my rescue. It boggled my mind he slept with Carla. I hoped Nellie had that tidbit of gossip wrong, too. I just wasn’t sure what to think anymore. My eyes started to drift shut. I was so tired. I moved over to the chaise lounge and settled in for a nap.
I awoke to the sound of Juliet laughing in the kitchen. I heard Wade’s deep voice rumbling and
