“So you’re saying the police were in on the conspiracy to hide the murder?” Rachel had her reporter radar focused on the insanity of the story. “Where is this Scarsborough Meadows place? We’ll find the person in charge, maybe the police chief for that region. This can’t be all that difficult.”
Claire was concerned for Eve. “So you saw the event? Your husband, the others, they know what you saw and they just let you drive away? Honey, you might be in danger. They can’t let you go to the authorities. Where will you stay tonight?”
“I don’t know yet. I have some money scanners. I’ll stay in a hotel. My friend, Sandy. She told me I can get an abortion in Latino Town.” She shook her head in dismay. “That’s the township where Conchita and her family live.” She choked. “I mean where Conchita lived. How can I go there when I know what happened?”
Claire and Rachel reacted at the same time, but it was Claire who made the first exclamation. “Latino Town? Township? Are you putting us on?” Eve saw her look around the room, perhaps searching for cameras. Then Claire said, “You had us going, Eve. Nice prank.”
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