CHAPTER FOUR
Wednesday, 11 p.m. - 2 days, 16 hours before the wedding
Rebecca and Bill Sutter, who finally showed up at the crime scene, were seated in the events coordinator’s office. It was a pretty room done in pastel blues and yellows giving it a French country flair. They sat at the small round table where Sally Lankowitz usually met with clients. Clearly, the office had been decorated to give potential customers a relaxed, welcome feeling.
Sutter nodded at Rebecca, indicating that although he was the senior homicide inspector, she was to take the lead on this case. He was in his late fifties, with short gray hair, watery gray eyes, and from the way he was acting since walking into the events hall, didn’t like having anything to do with wedding receptions. He was divorced.
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