She walked along the flower-lined path to the street, where she had parked her car. The bright begonia petals seemed to flourish in the August heat. Too bad she didn’t. The mid-afternoon sun beat down on her and the camisole beneath her short-sleeved jacket clung to her back. As she approached her car, Cassie dug in her tote for her key fob. As she aimed the fob, she heard footsteps behind her. “Miss Delaney, please…” Cassie looked over her shoulder and saw Lucinda hurrying down the front steps.
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