She felt at home in Kate’s kitchen now, and she pulled out some plates and napkins. There were three candles burning, filling the room with the smell of vanilla. The scent made her hungry. She was tempted to grab a cookie, but she had only used the fitness center at the Four Seasons a few times since she’d come to town, and her clothes already felt uncomfortably snug. Pulling a bottle of Fiji water from the refrigerator, she took a long swallow. She looked up when she heard footsteps and had to stop herself from showing how shocked she was at Kate’s appearance. Her yoga pants were hanging off of her, and the circles under her eyes were practically black.

“Sorry to keep you waiting,” Kate said. “I took a nap after lunch. Or at least I tried to.” She spotted the box of cookies, and her lips curled into a half smile, the first one Blaire had seen in a while. “Bergers!” She lifted the box and peeked inside. “Bless you!” She took one out and bit into it. “Mmmm. Just what the doctor ordered.”

“You look like you need to eat the whole box. Your pants are practically falling off.”

Kate shrugged. “Well, having a killer after you does wonders for your figure.”

At least Kate hadn’t lost her sense of humor, Blaire thought. She looked over her shoulder to make sure Simon wasn’t around and addressed her friend in a low voice. “Listen, I found some interesting photos on Sabrina’s Facebook page. Is there somewhere more private we can talk?”

A flash of anger crossed Kate’s face at the mention of Sabrina’s name. “Sure, we can go to the study.” When they entered the homey room with the dark green walls, Kate flipped the switch to the gas fireplace. Blaire stared a moment at the soothing flames. All the curtains were drawn, clearly in response to the text about the sweatshirt two days ago. Kate picked up her laptop, and they sat next to each other on the small love seat.

Kate opened her browser and turned to face Blaire. “How did you see her Facebook page? Did you friend her?”

“No,” Blaire said, rolling her eyes. “The loony bird has no privacy settings. I’m thinking she wants the whole world to watch her live her amazing life. We should introduce her to Gordon.”

“Not amusing,” Kate said. “He won’t stop calling me. I had to block his number from my cell phone. He even showed up here, and they told him they’d call the cops if he didn’t leave.”

“What a nut job. This was after you fired him?”

“Yes. Anderson gave us the okay after they searched his place. Simon is having everything moved to another firm. I don’t want anything to do with him.”

“Did you tell his partners about the photos?”