Chapters (57)
- Cover
- Dedication
- PROLOGUE
- BELL
- FORD
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- EPILOGUE
- ENJOY THIS PREVIEW OF PERFECT WRECKAGE
- ENJOY THIS BOOK?
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- ALSO AVAILABLE FROM CATHERINE COWLES
- ABOUT CATHERINE COWLES
- STAY CONNECTED
Bell nibbled on her bottom lip. “Every year around the anniversary of Violet’s passing and around her birthday, I get gifts. It’s usually flowers and a photo of her or the two of us together.”
My blood went cold, and my heart rate seemed to slow. “And you didn’t tell anyone?”
Color hit Bell’s cheeks. “I honestly thought it was a friend. Someone who wanted to show their support but didn’t want to make it awkward. There’s never been a name, but they were never threatening. It only got weird with the scarf.”
“What scarf?” Parker had taken out his notebook again and was furiously scribbling.
I adjusted the strap on my sling, wanting to tear the damn thing off. “Someone left Violet’s favorite scarf on Bell’s doorstep with a note telling her not to forget her sister.”
“It was weird. And it almost felt a little mean. Like I could ever forget her.”
I slipped my hand under the fall of Bell’s hair, giving her neck a squeeze. “It felt threatening to me. I asked the staff to keep an eye out, but no one’s seen anything.”
Parker jotted down a few more things. “Do you have the scarf? Any of the gifts?”
Bell nodded. “At my apartment. They’re in a box at the bottom of my closet.”
Parker pushed to his feet. “I’d like to get those processed, just in case there are prints.”
“Of course. Caelyn is running the bar today. She has an extra key to my apartment, and I can give you the security code.”
Parker studied Bell for a moment. “How many extra keys are floating around to your place, and who has the security code?”
Bell stiffened, and I hated that Parker was forcing her to look at everyone in her life with suspicious eyes. “Hunter, Caelyn, and Kenna have keys, but none of them have the security code. I haven’t needed to give it to them since Ford had the system installed.”
Parker nodded. “Let’s keep it that way. I want both of you to be careful. Stick with other people as much as possible. No solo runs on the beach or anything like that. Keep an eye out for anyone who’s acting suspicious. If you notice something, no matter how small, call me.”
We both agreed. Bell gave Parker the security code, and then he was on his way. She sagged against the door as it shut. “What the hell is going on, Ford?”