Jack didn’t drive around the house as usual. Instead, he parked out of sight on the far side of the chapel. When they got out, Jack held up a big key.

“Where did you get that?” Kate asked.

“Stole it off the rack in the kitchen,” Sara said. “I noticed it was missing. If Mrs. Aiken discovers you took it, she’ll poison your food.”

“I can take her on,” Jack said. “Maybe.”

As they entered the chapel, they didn’t need to say that it was the only place they felt truly private. There were too many people wandering around in the house. People who put notes in camera bags and spread lies.

Sara and Kate sat down while Jack stood.

“So what are we going to do for these ungrateful bastards?” he asked.

“If we continue, Bella may send Storm Troopers after us,” Sara said.

“Doesn’t matter,” Kate said, “since they’re all going to leave. For a few hours, anyway. What a joke!”

“Maybe your Clive has room in his car for three more,” Jack said. “We’ll ‘pop’ down to London with him.”

“And never return,” Kate said.

“Those idiots!” Sara said. “They have no idea how easily their lives could be ruined. Puck is so angry about all this she might tell the police about the skeleton.”

Kate groaned. “If a skeleton is revealed, the English tabloids would ruin them. Their names will be all over the papers.”

“As possible murderers,” Sara said.

“But they’re keeping all the secrets to themselves,” Kate said. “Just doling out tiny bits now and then.”

Jack gave a malicious little smile. “The tabloids will ask who did it. Was it Clive, who was being forced to marry a woman he couldn’t abide?”

Sara smiled a bit. “Or Willa, who was fat and dowdy and looked down on? That’s not what the head of Renewal wants written about herself.”

“Ha!” Kate said. “Willa is so ambitious she’d use it as an advertising campaign.”

“Byon,” Jack said. “He...”

Sara’s eyes lit up. “He loved Nicky and was about to lose him to Diana—”

“Who loved Nadine,” Kate said.

They couldn’t help laughing.

“I would help them write it,” Sara said. “How will the Queen’s bank like a suspected murderer for an employee?”

“Nadine will never get a husband,” Sara said. “And poor Teddy won’t be a lady but the daughter of a murder victim.”

“Willa’s pristine yoga club tainted forever?” Kate said. “Her siblings will laugh at her.”

“Which is the thing she most fears in the world,” Sara said. “If the police get involved, public pressure will make them arrest someone. It’s a coin toss as to who. All of them seem to have had motive and opportunity.”

“If only they knew...” Kate said.

“If only we didn’t know,” Jack said. “We’d be in Scotland now.” When he looked at Kate, his eyes told of his longing for a time with just the two of them.

When Kate felt the blood rush to her face, she looked away.

“That’s it,” Sara said softly. “We will tell them. No, we show them what’s at stake.”

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