She tried to watch television, but nothing engaged her attention. She prowled around the house looking for something to do. She went over Angela’s notes again, but she’d practically memorized them at this point. She dropped the papers in disgust and paced the living room, wondering where the hell Millie could have hidden the will. She had died within a few hours of signing the will. Where had she gone before going to see Frances Warren?Her mind raced. She wouldn’t be able to sleep anytime soon. Realizing what she needed more than anything was a walk, she opened the front door and stood on the porch. The bright full moon was on the rise. The night was mild and the sky clear, perfect for an invigorating walk.She went back inside and changed into her most comfortable yoga pants, a sweatshirt, and running shoes. She wished she still had her Taser. She wouldn’t bring a loaded gun on her walk but might have felt comfortable carrying the non-lethal weapon for protection. Ironically, Coho was the safest town she’d ever lived in, and yet here she was the most at risk.Outside, she took a deep breath.
