Revelation (Private 8)
don't know that."
I ignored her dig at my lack of computer savvy. My heart was pounding too hard. All this time, all
the info I was wishing I still
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had had been right on my computer. I should have teamed up with Pemberly's resident computer
genius sooner.
Not that it ever would have crossed my mind.
"So, where should we start?" Ivy asked, practically salivating to uncover all the sordid details of the
Billings Girls' lives. So predictable.
"Let's start with Cheyenne," I suggested, clicking open her file. I had never had the guts to look at
it before, feeling as if it was somehow wrong to look into the secrets of the dead. But now I had to
believe she would have wanted us to check it out--that she would have wanted us to discover who
had murdered her and to make sure that person was punished. "Makes sense, right? Maybe
there's something in her file that neither of us knows about."
"Right," Ivy said. But I could tell she was disappointed. Noelle's file was probably calling out to her
like the Holy Grail.
Cheyenne's file was longer than any of the others I had looked at. I quickly scrolled through the
basic details of her life--her parents' current spouses and former lovers. Their jobs and incomes.
Their real estate holdings. Cheyenne's vitals like birth date, hobbies, awards won. The lists were
huge. Cheyenne was every bit the overachiever she had always presented herself to be. And then
came the list of significant relationships.
"Holy crap," I said as Ivy whistled.
"I knew she was active, but not that active," Ivy said.
The list went on for days. Names and dates. Some of the names had several dates next to them,
indicating that Cheyenne had broken up and gotten back together with a guy several times. Many
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of the dates overlapped. Some of the names were familiar, like Trey Prescott, Ennis Thatcher from
Barton, and Daniel Ryan, who'd graduated from Easton a couple years ago. Dominic was on there,
as was Gage. There were names of a few other guys from school, and then a ton I didn't recognize.
I scrolled through quickly, not knowing what to think. How could a girl my age possibly have gone