CHAPTER 58

Sutton “You shot the Gray Lady?” I gasped, not sure why I was so horrified. I mean, she was dead. Brian shook his head. “No, it was an officer. I reacted the moment I caught his uniform. It took me a moment to realize that it was sadly out of date—something from another century.” “And transparent,” Natalie added helpfully. The woman on my doorstep looked terrified. “I beg your pardon.” I stepped forward. “Are you Margaret?” She nodded. “Yes, but most people...