Kate Garrison asked.Mitzy motioned for Kate to shut the door and take a seat. “You and Samantha are close friends, isn’t that right?”Kate sighed. “We used to be.”“I think there’s more to this marriage between Samantha and DeMarco than she’s letting on.”Kate wrung her hands in her lap.“What do you think?”“I don’t think Sam’s in love with her husband,” Kate blurted. “I think something fishy is going on, but I don’t have a clue what it is.”“Do you feel betrayed by your friend?”“I do.”“How long have you worked for the LA Beat?”“It’ll be seven years next week.”“I’m going to give you a chance to show me what you’re made of.”Kate leaned forward. “How?”“I want you to find it inside your heart to forgive Samantha and befriend her, earn her trust. Assuming you’ll be invited into the house Samantha shares with her new husband, I want you to take note of anything and everything you see, and then report back to me. I want one thousand words about their living arrangements—everything and anything you can find out about the newlyweds.”“She’ll know it was me.”Mitzy shrugged.
