Fatal Disclosure
“She heard his car door bang shut and knew he was right behind, but she didn’t look at him. Instead, she pulled Treasury’s list from her pocket and rushed inside. Mark followed her up one aisle and down another without speaking as she pulled items from the shelf and dropped them in the basket she’d grabbed just inside the front door. She bit her lip and glanced over the list then turned toward the checkout line. He ambled up beside her and stood with his hands in his pockets as they waited for Sam Isaacs, the owner of the store and the lone cashier today, to check out three customers in front of them. A giggle from behind caught Betsy’s attention, and she glanced over her shoulder. Lizzy and Miranda stood in line behind them. “We meet again,” Lizzy gushed. A smile pulled at Betsy’s lips. “So we do. Did you get your sunglasses?” Lizzy held up a pair and a copy of Island Life, the weekly list of island activities. “I did, and I also picked this up. There are several nighttime events we w...ant to attend.”MoreLess
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