I’m sure we’ll get in some kind of trouble when she finds us, but what more trouble could we be in?90
Two people are dead, and we have no idea who did it.
Not Mrs. Winter. She was revived off the floor by a few words of kindness from her husband and a stiff drink of brandy brought by the hotel manager. Mr. Winter then led her to their room, and I think we all breathed a sigh of relief.
But it’s what gave me the idea to bring Harper in here. She’s been acting strangely since Shawna went missing, but I didn’t want to question her about it in front of everyone.
“What’s the matter?” I ask. “I mean, besides the obvious.”
“I just can’t believe Shawna had something to do with it.”
“Well, we don’t know her, do we? So who knows what she’s capable of.”
Harper shoots me a look. “You’re very dense sometimes.”
“Rude.”
“It’s true.” She starts gesturing to our images in the mirror behind the bar. “You thought I was sleeping with Connor.”
“You’d done it before. And Oliver did hear a compromising conversation.”
“Uh-huh. Two plus six equals seven.”
“Harper, I know we’ve all had a shock, but what am I missing?”
She stares down into her drink. “It’s Shawna.”
“Who’s the murderer? I mean, probably, but why?”
“No, dummy.She’sthe one I’m sleeping with.”
“Plot twist.”
She glares at me. “We’re fine with it.”
“Of course we are. Sorry, I just...You took me by surprise.”
I take a large gulp of my drink. I’m having a scotch, too—okay, it’s a double, which I’m sure Oliver will disapprove of when I return to our room.91But I told him that the Dash sisters needed a moment, and the fact that I was talking about Harper and me in the third person convinced him to give us a beat.
Anyway, I am 100 percent okay with my sister sleeping with whoever she wants.
I’m just taking a minute to process.
“How did...how did you meet?”
“On set. We have a lot in common.”
“You do?”
“Our jobs, for one.”
“Working for unreasonable women, you mean?”
“You said it, not me.”
“Fine. So where is she?”
“I don’t know.”