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They sat. Nash next to Luna. He could feel the tension in her.
“This is the right thing to do,” he whispered to her.
“I know.”
“Here you go.” Dylan handed Luna her coffee then took the seat next to his sister.
“I’m sorry about this, Dylan,” Luna said. “But these guys are worried about something I received today. Show him, Charlie.”
The envelope was opened, and a picture lowered to the table.
“It got delivered to the Lodge,” Hugo said.
Dylan spun it to face him, studying every inch of it. He then took out his cell phone.
“Mind if I take a picture of this?”
“This kind of thing happens to people like me,” Luna said.
“Doesn’t make it right, Luna,” Dylan said.
Nash turned the photo to face him. Luna wore white, the dress fitted and long, the skirt full. The bodice had no straps and cupped her lovely breasts. Her hair was piled on top of her head, lips painted a bright red and smiling. She looked exactly what she was: beautiful, famous, and totally unobtainable.
But it was the knife plunged into her breast that held his eye. Blood dripped from it, and the words were written underneath in angry letters.
“I’ve seen many messages from people in my line of work. I’ve had inside knowledge into angry, depraved, and twisted minds. This”—Dylan tapped the picture—“may be nothing and you could brush it off, but it could also be the start of something sinister.”
He wasn’t a person to get easily freaked out, but right then, Dylan’s words did just that.
“Have you had anything else like this delivered to you before?”
He saw her hesitation, as Hugo did.
“You told me this is the first time this has happened to you!” Hugo yelled.
“It is.”
“Luna, if there is more, you need to tell us,” Nash said. “The people in this room only want to help you, and make sure you’re safe.”
“Nash is right, Luna,” Dylan said.
She exhaled loudly. “It wasn’t a big deal. I just threw it in the bin.”
“If it wasn’t a big deal, you would have told Hugo,” Nash said. He’d already worked out they were close. Just friends though, he realized, and hated that he was really happy about that.
“I received a couple of notes about a month ago.”
“What did they say?” Dylan said, shooting Nash a look that to him suggested he wanted Nash to shut up.
“I can’t remember exactly. Something like the world would be better off without me in it. That I was a fake. I didn’t really take much notice of it at the time, as I put it down to one of Olivia’s groupies.”
“Which it likely is,” Dylan said. “But we still need to be concerned.”
Nash swore under his breath, and Hugo and Charlie looked worried.
“Do you still have the notes?” Dylan asked.
She shook her head.
