this, a level head was nearly impossible to come by.
Finally, she reached a breaking point. She couldn’t just wait around. It was time to get answers herself.
Meg wasn’t the only one with spooked feelings. Her mother exited the shop and joined her.
“Honey, you’re completely off in the ozone. What’s on your mind?” Beth wondered.
“Trouble,” Meg said.
“What kind of trouble?”
“Mom, I need you to cover for me.”
“Why?”
“Because, there’s something I need to go check on,” Meg explained.
Beth was still completely in the dark. “What is it?”
“I have a bad feeling about this Ethan Wakefield situation,” Meg revealed.
Chapter Five
Despite protests from her mother, Meg left work early to follow up on her hunch. She drove by Ethan Wakefield’s house first. It was even worse than her mother had described. It seemed like the entire Enchanted Bay police department was on the scene. Except Connor, that was.
How odd.
Where was he? That question would have to wait until later. Right now, there were a number of other things Meg wanted answers to. Yellow police tape was blocking off the scene, so Meg couldn’t get close enough to see everything that was going on. She did, however, see a forensics team, a coroner's van, and plenty of commotion on site. By the looks of it, the investigation appeared to be winding down.
Unfortunately, she couldn’t gather any further information without drawing attention to herself. She wasn’t prepared to do that. She decided to move on. The less police activity in her life, the better.
Besides, she had a hunch she was needed elsewhere. Before she drove away, she couldn’t help but be struck by an eerie feeling. There was a new disturbing trend in town. Crime was clearly on the rise. What a shame. The last thing her quaint hometown needed was big city crime.
As Meg drove away from the scene, she knew exactly what her next step was. She needed to get to Liz Donnelly’s house and figure out why she wasn’t answering her phone.
***
When Meg arrived at Liz’s place, her suspicions were confirmed. She saw something that sent a shiver down her spine. A police cruiser was parked in the driveway. What kind of trouble was she in? Did this have a connection to the swarm of police officers that were at Ethan Wakefield’s house? Meg’s head was suddenly swirling with questions. The problem was, she feared she wouldn’t like the answers.
She approached the door and knocked with a sudden queasy feeling. Her stomach was in so many knots that she almost wanted to cast a quick spell to calm herself down. Before she had the chance to do that, the door opened.
Liz looked like she’d been through the emotional ringer. That wasn’t the only troubling sight. Meg noticed Connor standing in Liz’s living room with his notepad out. Suddenly, there were plenty of concerned faces to go around. Meg let her emotions take hold.
“What’s going on?” she blurted out.
As worried as Liz was, Connor suddenly had the most troubled look on his face. It was clearly a nightmare scenario for him, having his girlfriend show up while he was trying to question one of her best friends.
“I’m just asking Liz some questions,” Connor replied.
His damage control efforts didn’t work. Not only did Meg not buy his attempt to understate things, but Liz was quick to point out exactly why he was here.
“Ethan Wakefield has been murdered, and your boyfriend thinks I’m a suspect,” Liz revealed.
It took all the willpower Meg had to keep her jaw from hitting the floor. Ethan murdered! And the revelation that Liz was a suspect in this case was what really floored Meg.
She found herself in an emotional tug of war. Meg was shocked and downright furious that her boyfriend had come to question