CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
‘What the hell is Spencer Jones doing frightening the life out of Xander?’ Bianca said indignantly as she sipped on her double espresso. She'd taken Cory's suggestion: he'd told her that it would keep her awake through the day, after the punishing events of the night before.
It was a beautiful day, so they'd taken their drinks out onto the deck of Lacey's Diner which was drenched by the sunshine. Many other customers had had the same idea, and the buzz of conversation filled the air. The topic most talked about was the death of Imogen Franklin. It seemed that everybody had an opinion on the matter.
Cory took out his laptop and began to type.
‘What are you working on?’ Bianca asked. ‘Anything I can do to help?’
‘I'm just adding some detail to the Imogen Franklin stor
