Chapter TwoMyrtle and Miles stared at her again.
“Repeat that again, please,” said Miles slowly.
“Someone at the Home is a killer. But hasn’t killed anyone. Yet.” Wanda ate another cookie and watched their reactions.
Myrtle and Miles glanced at each other.
Myrtle said, “So Wanda, you know that there is someone at Greener Pastures who is planning to kill. So you’re wanting us to investigate?”
Wanda nodded.
“You can see that someone is going to kill, but you can’t see who the killer is? Because, obviously, knowing who it is would be very helpful.” Myrtle tried to be patient. Wanda could be so cryptic. But she was somehow always right.
“It don’t work that way,” said Wanda morosely.
“Doesn’t it?”
“No. It’s like the hiccups. The Sight shows up and then it goes. I saw the plan. I saw th
