Getting to the bottom of who’d cleaned up the Yatesville house was no easy matter. As much as Chrissie grilled Toni, she claimed to know nothing about it. Jessica, who would be the logical culprit due to her tenderhearted nature, denied any involvement.
It wasn’t until she went to visit Maya at the Lost Harbor Police Department that she learned the truth.
“Can I point out that I’m supposed to be doing the interrogating?” Maya complained, glaring across the police chief’s desk at her.
I’m“But I have nothing to hide,” Chrissie said virtuously. Which wasn’t true at all, of course. “You know everything that goes on in this town. Come on, Maya. I just want to say thank you to whoever did it.”
“Fine. It was my father.”
Chrissie gaped at her. Harris Badger was a kindly retired Coast Guard of
