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Barbara Reese.”
“It’s like a haunted house,”
“It might be.”
Timothy Reese.
Local Prison Guard Found Murdered
It’s him. It’s Hunt. He was found dead—possibly
Tim was on top of me, tightening that necklace around my neck as the smell of sandalwood filled my nostrils.
Tim and Shane did it together.
“After all, I need to make sure you suffer for what you did.”
“Goodbye, Brooke.”
But this time, instead of her phone, she pulls out a gun. And she points it right at me.
“No. We weren’t friends. I only tolerated you so that I could spend time with my grandson.
“You’re Shane’s mother,”
“Because I’m the one who stabbed Chelsea.”
“When Shane was five years old, I fell in love with your father.”
“We were together for almost a year. He was supposed to leave your mother for me. He told me he would. He was supposed to save us—me and Shane. But then he decided he couldn’t do it. He couldn’t leave your mother and he couldn’t leave you. So he left us instead. You got to live the life that Shane and I should have had.”
This woman killed them.
Margie (sorry, I mean, Pamela Nelson)
the DA dropped all the charges against Tim.

