Page 29 of Secrets on Sapphire

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“Edie!” Sammy practically screamed into the phone.

“What? What is it?” Edie asked. She could tell her friend sounded frantic.

“Are you at home?”

“Yeah. I’m actually headed out the door to meet with a new friend I met at the bookstore. Do you know a Miley? Also, I was going to stop by Brielle’s and see if she is okay. I haven’t heard from her since she told me she couldn’t make it to the book club meeting.”

“No I don’t know a Miley and listen to me. DO NOT GO ANYWHERE.”

“What is going on Sammy?”

“I’ve got something that might help us find out what happened to Calista. Get Taylor and Harley and meet at my house in fifteen minutes. I’m on my way home.”

“Okay . . . I’ll just text Miley and tell her I won’t be able to make it.”

“Edie, I think I know where she is!”

“Okay, okay! I’m calling the girls now.” Edie hung up and called both Taylor and Harley.

Once the women were filled in on all Sammy told Edie over the phone, they walked out onto their porches and locked their front doors. Each woman walked over to Sammy’s house wondering what Sammy had. Were they really going to find out what happened to Calista?

As they all walked into Sammy’s yard, her car pulled up into the driveway. She jumped out of the car and locked it before ushering them all inside. The women sat at her kitchen table and Sammy poured them all a glass of Pinot Grigio. She grabbed herself a water bottle out of the fridge and sat down with them.

“Okay. This showed up on my desk today.” Sammy placed the note on her kitchen table. “It was in an envelope with no return address and as you can see, the letter is typed. Unless fingerprints return on the envelope, there’s no way to tell who sent it to me.”

“What does this mean?” Harley asked.

“Green eyes?” Edie looked up at Sammy and she shook her head yes.

“We need to go to the house where women who looked like Calista were murdered a long time ago.”

“You want us to go to a murder house?” Taylor looked up at Sammy in fear.

“The murderer is locked up. Look, we need to go before it gets dark. We’re going to have to dig.”

“I don’t understand.” Harley’s eyes began filling with tears.

“There’s nothing to understand right now. Let’s just do what Sammy wants us to do. She seems to know what she’s talking about. No stone unturned right?” Edie stood up to leave.

The other women followed suit and got up. They followed Sammy back out to her car and jumped in. Sammy grabbed the two shovels she had out of her garage and threw them in the trunk.

Two hours later, the women were parked in front of a house. It was an old house with panel siding that was falling apart and pieces of roof scattered all over the ground. The house was eerie and the rain made it look even more dark and creepy. Sammy took the shovels out of her trunk and handed one to Taylor. Harley and Edie had already gone ahead and started looking around the house.

“Where do we start?” Taylor asked, looking to Sammy for guidance.

“I don’t know.” Sammy’s phone rang. It was Beau.

“What are you doing Sweet Cheeks?”

“About to tear this yard apart.”

“You’re at James Duke’s old place?”

“Yes.” She clipped her answers trying to get Beau off of the phone.

“You know that’s probably illegal?”

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