The Blast from the Past (Riley Thorn #3)

by Lucy Score

Nothing threw her friend. Riley knew she could call Jasmine in the middle of the night and tell her she’d accidentally murdered someone, and Jasmine would show up with shovels, a tarp, and an alibi.

“We’re so overdressed,” Riley whispered in mortification. “There’s no such thing. You dress to suit your mood and personality. If your outfit is better than everyone else’s, then that’s their problem, not yours.”