Chapter 17 WIDENING THE TARGET

Tehila

I stood holding Sienna's handkerchief and felt rage burn through my chest. She had been here. She had poisoned Estelle just like she had poisoned Dalton.

It smelled faintly of the same perfume Sienna always wore. Jasmine and sandalwood.

I took a picture of it with my phone and then careful...

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