Dirty Little Secrets
“She flopped down on the sofa, too tired to even kick off her shoes. Her eyes filled with tears, mostly from reaction to the long, awful night and day. The sight of the senator dead on the floor and the feel of the bullet grazing her temple seemed at once glaringly real and a terrifying nightmare.
She hadn’t minded working for the senator, but she hadn’t particularly cared for him as a person. Of course she was sad that he was dead. Sad for him and for his two daughters. They would be devastated. One of them had a new baby. The senator had been so excited and so proud. She’d never met them, but she wondered if she ought to call them.
What would she say? She couldn’t tell them anything about the murder, couldn’t tell them anything she’d seen or heard. She couldn’t tell them about the man in black. Ethan Delancey had warned her not to talk about the case and he’d told her that the police had taken care of notifying the senator’s family.
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