Page 61 of The Woman in the Hollow
That said, I was glad to hear Dom calling me, because it was killing me not knowing what they found… or didn’t find.
Sure that Hazel would be okay for a couple of minutes without me, I made my way back outside, finding Domenico waiting for me, his face even graver than usual.
“Did you find him?”
“No. Definitely some evidence of a struggle. Someone not only broke the door to the greenhouse, but one of the wall panels. Some blood here and there. That ain’t what I called you out here about, though.”
“What is it?”
“Someone uncovered the body.”
“What?”
“Yeah. Dug it up with their hands, it seems. Found some gloves a few feet away.”
There was dirt all over Hazel. I’d assumed it was from a struggle. But what if…
No.
“He’s still there, though, right?”
“Right.”
“I sense there’s something else.”
“Found a phone a couple of feet away from the body too.”
My stomach twisted.
I didn’t have to ask to know.
But I asked anyway.
“Was it Hazel’s?”
“Well, she might not be the only person in Navesink Bank with a phone case covered in witch hats, but…”
He flashed the phone at me as his other hand reached for his own phone, scrolling until the other phone started to ring.
Domenico - managerflashed on the screen.
I didn’t want to believe it.
But the evidence was piling up.
The outfit, the gloves, the phone, her missing car.
“Where’s her Jeep?”
“Parked in the lot of the movie theater.”
Shit.
It was her.
There was no denying it.
“Guess she didn’t buy the lie you fed her after all.”
