“Where?”
“Richard’s house.”
“What happened?”
“Your boss just found out what was underneath his pool.”
I froze.
“What are you talking about?”
“I’m not alone.”
“Who’s there?”
He told me.
I grabbed my keys.
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The drive normally took twenty minutes.
I made it in seventeen.
When I turned onto Lakeview Drive, I immediately saw two police vehicles.
Dad was standing in the driveway beside an elderly woman with white hair and a folder tucked under one arm.
Richard was arguing with an officer.
Melissa stood nearby looking completely shaken.
I parked and hurried over.
The elderly woman approached me first.
“Are you Julie?”
“Yes.”
“My name is Eleanor Marks. I live on this street.”
She gestured toward Richard’s property.
“I was here when this house was built. I was here before it existed too.”
I
stared at her.
“I don’t understand.”
“Your father will explain.”
