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Amelia bobs her head eagerly. “I’ll do a deep dive into Justin’s social media for things I don’t remember.”

“Okay,” I agree. She was probably going to do that anyway and it’s not a crime. Though it really should be for some people.

“Ooh, maybe they went to boarding school together.” She pulls out her phone and taps away.

“Ahem.” I clear my throat. “My laptop.”

“Oh, right, silly me.” She unzips a suitcase filled to the brim with underclothes and sticks her hand into the mess. She pulls out my laptop and hands it to me.

I don’t take it. Something is stuck in between the screen and keyboard and I can’t will myself to look too closely to find out what it is exactly.

“Oops.” She snatches the garment and tosses it into the bag.

I take a deep breath and open my computer. I’ve had Cruz looking into Justin’s past bosses all day. I guess I’ll start with the reason Liam was in Italy all those years ago. What if he killed Amelia’s parents too?

That makes Amelia next on the list. I won’t let him come for her.

Chapter 38

Amelia

It’s been roughly an hour of silence when my phone dings with a message from Leah. I click on it.

Leah: I just found out what happened. Are you doing okay?

Amelia: I’m fine. Just a little rattled. They’re putting me up in a nice hotel downtown though, so I can’t complain. How are you?

Leah: Only you would find your ex dead in your apartment and then ask how I’m doing.

I’m about to type out a response when my body goes numb.

I never told her who died in my apartment.

Was it on the news? I do a quick internet search for Justin’s name but don’t see an article linked to him. Why would Leah assume it was him…unless she knew him? Or killed him.

No.

My eyes flick to Caleb at the desk. He’s hunched over his computer and doesn’t look up when I scoot off the bed. I hurry to the bathroom covering a scream in my hand.

Because I’m overreacting. Liam is the killer. We know that. I'm just rattled by this whole thing. I'd accuse anyone at this point. I take a few deep breaths, reminding myself of what I know.

This is Leah. The girl who was my first friend when I started at Curl Up and Dye. The girl whose heart was broken by a terrible ex when she found out he was chea—

My heart plummets to my stomach.

Leah and Justin?

No. She was dating a guy named Johnny that she met on a…freaking dating app! I slap my forehead. What was the name Justin used on that app when I caught him cheating?

I don’t remember getting a good look at it, but I know he was using a different name.

And that day when Leah saw the picture of Justin on my phone…she dropped her shears and ran out of the room acting bizarre.

Oh my gosh, did Leah kill Justin?

There’s no way. Leah is a nice girl…whom I have known for exactly one month. But still, she’s sweet and kind. She’d never hurt anyone. Though I’m sure that’s what some people said about Ted Bundy.

My thoughts are racing, intent on reaching one conclusion: Leah is innocent. But is she?