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No one else seemed to notice her.
Both Perry and Wilder saw the intentional trip, and now we all knew how the man had died. Carlos hadn’t mentioned the cinder block, but there was a good chance he hadn’t understood what he was seeing. No one had thought to ask him about it because the block was gone by the time police arrived on the scene.
Because there had been no blood on the dumpster or any other nearby objects, it had been assumed he was hit with something, rather than hitting his head on something.
We knew better now. We knew it was intentional and that Mason and Emmett hadn’t done it.
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sp; I was the only one who knew who did do it.
And for some reason I didn’t say anything.
As the memory cloud lifted and Carlos came to, I stayed quiet.
In a daze I put the lid on the smoldering pot and then dumped the whole stinking mess into the dumpster. There was nothing left but melted wax and a sloppy stew of brain and eyes. The magic was all burned out of it.
Wilder helped load the body back into the van, and I shook Carlos’s hand, thanking him.
A small frog leapt away from me and towards the front of the alley.
And the whole time I didn’t say one damn word about Tansy.
Part of me was convinced I must have imagined her, because it was too weird, too kismet to be real. What were the chances my demon sorority house mystery would overlap with the dead body that had landed my boys in jail?
Actually, considering my luck and the circles I ran in, maybe I shouldn’t have been shocked.
Still, it didn’t make sense, and that was the thing keeping my lips sealed. I needed to figure out what Tansy had been doing at the bar and what possible reason she might have had for stealing the cinder block.
I had two threads that were knotted together in an impossible mess and no idea how they’d even come to be in the same place.
I wouldn’t say anything to Perry until I knew for sure Tansy was guilty of something. If she’d just been there as a bystander, there might be a logical explanation.
Yeah right.
As Perry pulled away from the alley, leaving Wilder and me alone once more, I glanced at him, weighing my options.
“Did you see her?” he asked, taking me by complete surprise.
“Yes.”
“Why didn’t you tell him?” It wasn’t like he was accusing me of anything, he just seemed genuinely curious.
“Why didn’t you?”
“This was your rodeo, not mine. I figured I’d see what you did, and you stayed quiet.”
I nodded, staring into the night, listening to the bass thumping at the strip club. Wub-wub-wub. It matched the pounding rhythm of my pulse.
“I think we need to go see Tansy.”
Wilder frowned. “We’re not detectives, Genie. We should tell Perry what we saw and let him deal with her.”
“No. I want to go talk to her.” I said it in such a way it shut down any opportunity for further debate. We’d go see Tansy, and that was that. My uncertainty and numbness were fading, and in their place was a building anger I didn’t know what to make of.
“To Cash’s place, then?”
I could see why he’d assume that, but I had a gut feeling I couldn’t ignore. I started walking towards the motorcycle. “To the sorority house.”
