It was hard to wipe that image from her mind. It was hard to grasp what his murder meant for the current investigation. Did the same person murder both Gary Schilling and Joel? Or had Joel been so envious, so enraged by his partner, that he got rid of him? Permanently. And then someone got rid of him? She walked away. The last thing she needed was to be questioned by Trent or Chief Hardy. The last thing she needed was to be detained. At her booth, she closed up, shoved everything in the coolers and packed up her plastic. The festive atmosphere of the day was officially over. Sirens wailed in the distance. Trent, in his blue uniform, strode across the fairgrounds toward the Ferris wheel turned crime scene. Out of the corner of her eye, Holly saw someone dart across the street. It was Chip. He climbed into a car. Holly grabbed her dog. “Come on, Muffins. Time to put our sleuthing skill to work.” Millicent rushed over from her booth.
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