Unspoken
“Shelby said, unable to keep the suspicion from her voice. Shell-shocked, she stared at the woman standing on the front porch, searching for any sign of resemblance between Katrina Nedelesky and the Judge. Okay, so they both had startling blue eyes, but so did millions of other people. Katrina was a redhead, as was the Judge, but who knew if her short tresses were a natural shade or dyed. One thing was for certain, Shelby didn’t trust her. Not one iota.
“I take after my mother,” Katrina said, as if reading Shelby’s thoughts.
“Convenient.”
“True.” She flashed that irritating, smug smile that was already getting on Shelby’s nerves.
“Why haven’t I heard of you?”
“Because I was Judge Cole’s deep, dark secret.”
Shelby was only vaguely aware of Lydia, but the housekeeper was still at the door, staring at Nedelesky as if she were a ghost, confirming the truth far better than the slight, confident woman standing in the shade of the porch’s overhang.
“Then what took you so long to show up?”
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