Red_Roses_and_Black_Dahlias_-_Macy_T

amazing, but I didn’t trust that bitch. What if she put something in it? I
remembered mama telling us not to eat food from strangers because we never
knew what they put in it, after all.
I was only trying to avoid us getting drugged or poisoned.
Pulling my feet off the lever, I dusted my hands with a satisfied smirk on
my lips. “Oops.”
Maybe Giorgianna and Maddox had something going on and, as much as it
gutted me, I couldn’t do anything about it. But at least I could make sure he
wouldn’t eat her stupid lasagna tonight.
I turned around, satisfied with myself but then stopped abruptly. My eyes
made contact with my sister’s, who stood there with her hand on her hip,
shaking her little head in mock disappointment. The look of boredom on her
face told me she had seen everything.
I gave her a sheepish smile and shrugged. “Wanna make tostada tonight?”
Everything was a mess.
***
MADDOX
Chief Pierson had been on my ass since the funeral, said people were
starting to wonder what exactly happened to the mayor and his wife. The
press said it was most likely a case of burglary gone wrong, they were not
aware of the second man and think that Harold Crawford was alone that
night.
Adam and I thought it would have been a good idea to just call for
witnesses, see if we could get any intel on our second guy, but Pierson said
releasing the fact that there was a second guy, out on the loose, to the media
would be a bad idea. That it would only freak out the population more. I had
to agree with him on that, even though it definitely set us back in the case.