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Juliet's peace of mind if she knew I was, literally, sleeping with the enemy... or, at least, working with the enemy's team. Perceiving Solomon as the enemy was, of course, ridiculous. Like me, he simply took a job in good faith. Now that our jobs were intersecting, it was problematic, but could end up being an advantage if he became a valuable resource. Like I told him yesterday, it could behoove us both to have our eyes on the case, eyes that came from different perspectives. Being as convinced of Juliet's guilt as I was of her innocence would hopefully not impede that. I wished my hopes were higher for the lawyer's confidence in the case.
I rose just in time for Penelope to press a napkin-wrapped muffin into my hand. "Lemon surprise," she said with a giggle. "The lemon is the surprise. Surprise!"
"Thank you." It didn't seem like a giggling occasion to me but Penelope looked like the type of person who was determined to be happy, no matter what. Also, my stomach gave a little grumble of anticipation.
"You two sit there. I'll see Lexi to her car," Penelope said, waving Rob back down. "I'll be right back. How's the muffin?" she asked me, guiding me towards the door. I just had time to grab my purse before being ushered outside.
"Smells delicious."
The door shut with a click and Penelope shook out her hair, smiling up at the sun as it edged its way through the clouds. "It's going to be a beautiful day," she announced. "Isn't it terrible?"
"The day?"
"No, Juliet."
"The stalking?"
"The arrest! Rob told me yesterday. How amazing that she's home. They must be so relieved."
"They are, but worried too. You're Juliet's close friend?"
"Yes, and Rob's too. Rob and I have known each other years; then I met Juliet when they got together." Penelope stepped forward, leaving me no choice but to follow her. She was a similar height to Juliet, and a similar build, but her hair was a little longer and it had highlights where Juliet had none.
"I like your highlights," I told her.
Penelope preened. "Thank you. I had them done just last week. So Juliet told me she hired you to look into this stalking thing? I told her, I don't think she has anything to worry about."
"Do you believe that?"
"Absolutely." Penelope gave a resolute nod. "I adore Juliet, but she can be high maintenance. A little highly strung. Not that I'd ever tell her that! Truthfully, odd things have happened, but I think Juliet is overworked and over-stressed. I think she's... oh how do I put it?"
"Making things up?" I suggested.
"No! Oh, no. I really think she believes this stuff. I think her mind is playing tricks on her. That can happen, you know. In people who aren't quite..." She trailed off, biting her lip. "Look, Juliet is great, but she needs looking after, especially now, not someone inflating her insecurities." Penelope gave me a stern look that suggested she didn't think I was helping one bit.
"Do you think Juliet is insecure?"
"I think she has a lot to lose; and that could make a person feel overly worried. I'm really concerned about her. Hopefully, between Rob and me, she will finally get some rest."
"Juliet mentioned you were with her when her car was moved in the coffee shop parking lot." We paused by my car, but I made no attempt to open it.
"Yes, I was, but honestly, I didn't see her park so she could have parked anywhere and then forgotten."
"Is it likely she forgot?"
"I don't know. I guess. Like the time she said money was disappearing from her purse. Ten dollars here, five dollars there. Sometimes a twenty. I just reminded her of how many times we reach into our purse to get a coffee or a lip balm or candy. It's easy to not remember pulling out a bill, right?"
"Right," I agreed, wondering how many times I'd done something similar. It was plausible. Plus, it made me super happy whenever I found a forgotten bill in a jeans pocket or a blazer in my closet. "But there have been other incidents? Can you remember any?"
"Juliet mentioned little
I rose just in time for Penelope to press a napkin-wrapped muffin into my hand. "Lemon surprise," she said with a giggle. "The lemon is the surprise. Surprise!"
"Thank you." It didn't seem like a giggling occasion to me but Penelope looked like the type of person who was determined to be happy, no matter what. Also, my stomach gave a little grumble of anticipation.
"You two sit there. I'll see Lexi to her car," Penelope said, waving Rob back down. "I'll be right back. How's the muffin?" she asked me, guiding me towards the door. I just had time to grab my purse before being ushered outside.
"Smells delicious."
The door shut with a click and Penelope shook out her hair, smiling up at the sun as it edged its way through the clouds. "It's going to be a beautiful day," she announced. "Isn't it terrible?"
"The day?"
"No, Juliet."
"The stalking?"
"The arrest! Rob told me yesterday. How amazing that she's home. They must be so relieved."
"They are, but worried too. You're Juliet's close friend?"
"Yes, and Rob's too. Rob and I have known each other years; then I met Juliet when they got together." Penelope stepped forward, leaving me no choice but to follow her. She was a similar height to Juliet, and a similar build, but her hair was a little longer and it had highlights where Juliet had none.
"I like your highlights," I told her.
Penelope preened. "Thank you. I had them done just last week. So Juliet told me she hired you to look into this stalking thing? I told her, I don't think she has anything to worry about."
"Do you believe that?"
"Absolutely." Penelope gave a resolute nod. "I adore Juliet, but she can be high maintenance. A little highly strung. Not that I'd ever tell her that! Truthfully, odd things have happened, but I think Juliet is overworked and over-stressed. I think she's... oh how do I put it?"
"Making things up?" I suggested.
"No! Oh, no. I really think she believes this stuff. I think her mind is playing tricks on her. That can happen, you know. In people who aren't quite..." She trailed off, biting her lip. "Look, Juliet is great, but she needs looking after, especially now, not someone inflating her insecurities." Penelope gave me a stern look that suggested she didn't think I was helping one bit.
"Do you think Juliet is insecure?"
"I think she has a lot to lose; and that could make a person feel overly worried. I'm really concerned about her. Hopefully, between Rob and me, she will finally get some rest."
"Juliet mentioned you were with her when her car was moved in the coffee shop parking lot." We paused by my car, but I made no attempt to open it.
"Yes, I was, but honestly, I didn't see her park so she could have parked anywhere and then forgotten."
"Is it likely she forgot?"
"I don't know. I guess. Like the time she said money was disappearing from her purse. Ten dollars here, five dollars there. Sometimes a twenty. I just reminded her of how many times we reach into our purse to get a coffee or a lip balm or candy. It's easy to not remember pulling out a bill, right?"
"Right," I agreed, wondering how many times I'd done something similar. It was plausible. Plus, it made me super happy whenever I found a forgotten bill in a jeans pocket or a blazer in my closet. "But there have been other incidents? Can you remember any?"
"Juliet mentioned little
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