CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Mia was definitely in need of a change of clothes by the time she approached the arch over the entrance to Cedar Arms. It was at least ninety degrees, humid, and the jeans and t-shirt she’d been wearing for days practically clung to her sweaty frame. If Shilah would let her, she’d take fifteen minutes to grab those clothes from Merry’s place, take a long shower, and then continue on with her interviews.
She also really wanted a glass of water. As she arrived at Shilah’s trailer, l*****g her chapped lips, she saw an unfamiliar car parked near the office at the front of the building. This one, she would’ve remembered. It was sleek and black, and shiny, despite all the dust everywhere. A Mercedes S-Class, it stood out like a sore thumb. She’d definitely have remembered it i
