Once again, I was in the spotlight, and the street post wasn’t to blame. My mind was drawing a blank. All I kept thinking was how my motion light came on before Belinda knocked. Was it Dusty? Why was he snooping around?
“Respect the Stone,” Jane said, stepping forward. Mentally, I smiled. That was how you used the saying.
Dusty’s face scrunched. “What?”
“Garnet Stone doesn’t have to answer your questions. She invited Belinda Anderson into her residence. Sienna Flowers was trespassing.”
“You can’t prove it,” Sienna said, coming to Dusty’s side.
Jane held her head high, radiating confidence. “An eyewitness saw you. I can call to arrange a lineup if you’d like? I’m positive the witness will point you out.” Jane toyed with her hair to indicate Sienna’s unique hair color. “Furthermore, Gar
