Chapter Thirteen
“WHAT’S GOING ON?” SHE gasped as she hurried over to Myrtle and Wanda.
Myrtle and Wanda were sitting on a bench under a tree in Marigold’s well-landscaped front yard. “Bailey confessed to killing Jax and Eloise.”
Marigold suddenly looked extremely annoyed. “He did what?” She shook her head and stared at the house with fury in her eyes.
Myrtle said mildly, “Wanda and I don’t think he did it.”
“Of course he didn’t do it. Oh, this is completely absurd.”
Myrtle said, “Would you like to take a seat, dear?” There was another bench facing Myrtle and Wanda. It was quite a large yard.
Marigold sighed. “I guess I can’t go inside right now. Not with the police here and everything. What a silly mess.” She rubbed her forehead as if it hurt. “And now he can’t give me an alibi bec
