Shirley
Sue lurched forward as the car began to travel down the road. Out of
the corner of her eye, she saw Buck looking in her direction. She
turned her head away from him and stared out the window.
“What
do you mean?” Sarah asked.
Shirley
Sue felt the smooth surface of the black clutch slip under her
fingers as she picked it up from the space beside her. The silver
chain jingled as she unzipped it. She removed the photo from the
clutch and passed it to Roger. “Look at this,” she said.
“You
stole their photo?” Buck asked.
Shirley
Sue glared at him and he diverted his attention out the window. “Like
you have any room to speak,” she said.
Roger
and Sarah glanced at each other.
“Is
everything alright?” Sarah asked.
“Dandy,”
Shirley Sue said flatly.
Roger
looked over the photo and held it up for Sarah to see. “Hey isn't
that the woman that was flirting with Buck through the window at the
diner?”
Shirley
Sue side eyed Buck. “Yes and, according to Buck, her name is Aura.
Apparently he snuck off with her earlier today.”
“I
told you its not...” Buck started.
“Anyway,
she matches the description of our killer and not only was she here
for these murders, but also she was in Clinton around the time of
their murders,” Shirley Sue interrupted.
“Isn't
that a bit of a stretch?” Buck asked. “She didn't seem like the
killing type to me.”
Shirley
Sue narrowed her eyes at him. “Oh? How well do you know her?”
“It
does seem a bit hasty to accuse her of murder,” Sarah said.
“I
bet Officer Brady put her up to it,” Roger interjected. “After
all, he was in both places during the murders too.”
“Enough,”
Sarah said. “We can't just go around accusin' everyone we've met
of the murder. We'll take the photo down to the festival tomorrow
and see if our witness recognizes the woman. If he does then we'll
have a strong case that Aura is our killer. Until then, let's settle
down and take some time to clear our heads.”
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