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Chapter 4 Jude had decided, since they were going to a harvest festival, to dress in fall colors. He’d dressed in black jeans and a pumpkin orange pullover sweater. He’d dabbed on just a touch of peach color to his lips, but otherwise left the rest of his face unadorned. The truth was Jude was a bit of a loner. He didn’t really like crowds like the ones who’d be out for the festival. Once upon a time he’d been different. Before Martin’s murder. Now, he distrusted most people. Some of the booths at the festival had ordered plants and flowers from his shop though for decorating purposes and it was nice to see his handiwork as he walked down the main street in Sutter’s Bay, which had been, of course, closed off for the festivities. “That’s one of my arrangements,” he pointed out to Rex, w