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I quickly pulled her jacket off to expose her sleeved arm and carefully injected the ketamine into the muscle. Ketamine was the perfect choice for this vitally important part of the schematic, though it would require a few booster shots before we reached our destination, the beach house at Sag Harbor, by tomorrow morning.
Before I left, I dropped Brian’s cell phone onto the ground near the bottom of the outside staircase, protected from the elements yet in clear view. I knew the scatterbrained fool was probably still searching for it because it would’ve embarrassed him too much to come forward and tell me he’d lost it. I made sure the location feature on the phone was enabled so law enforcement would find the IP pings from his phone quickly. There would be too much circumstantial evidence to overlook him as the number one suspect.
The Houseguest by Linda Ellis www.LindaEllis.life
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