“I don’t want to get up,” I grumbled.
“Garnet,” Jane’s voice rang out, as if she didn’t hear me. I felt something poke my shoulder. “Garnet.”
I opened an eye. Jane sat on the edge of my bed, holding a steaming mug. A finger jabbed me again and pulled away once my eyes began to open.
“I hope that’s for me,” I said, smelling the aroma.
She pulled the mug closer to her chest. “I left some in the pot for you.” Jane took a sip of her coffee. “Since you’re up, let me run something by you. Onyx said Dusty was Jacob’s roommate. Has your father conducted a background check on him? I’ve been wondering if Jacob had filed a complaint about him. Dusty was watching you, or at least watching your house when Belinda came over. He looks strong as an ox.”
“Wow,” I said, taking in her chattiness. “How m
