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Pampered to Death (Maternal Instincts Mystery Series: Book Five) Sneak Peek – Chapter Three Continued…

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From Pampered to Death 

Chapter Three Continued…

Brittany, now examining her face in a mirror, screamed, “I look
like a tomato!” She stormed over to the masseuse and yelled in her
face, “You killed Kelly and almost burned my face off!”

“The … the paramedics are on the way,” the masseuse stuttered,
looking ready to cry.

“What? Paramedics? What’s going on?” Jane asked.

The masseuse ran over to Jane, eyes full of tears. “Ms. North, I
don’t know what happened, but I called the police …”

“Police? Why did you call the police? What happened?” Jane asked,
looking even more frustrated now. She glanced in Brittany’s direc‐
tion. “My goodness! What happened to her?”

Brittany’s face was swollen, and there were patches of skin that
looked raw. “Forget about me!” Brittany snarled. “Your masseuse
killed the bride-to-be! She killed Kelly!”

“What?”

“I don’t know what happened!” the young woman cried. “I mixed
the face mask the same as I always do!”

“It wasn’t the mask,” Paula said stepping out into the hallway. “At
least I don’t think so.” She glanced at me. “What do you think, Kate?”

Before I could reply, Jane attempted to rush into the room, but the
masseuse blocked her. “The police said to keep everyone out of the
room … who wasn’t, you know, medically necessary …” She burst into
tears.

Jane wrapped her arms around her. “Hannah, don’t worry. Every‐
thing is going to work out.”

“Work out?” Brittany snapped. “For who? Not for my best friend
who was murdered by this monster!”

The masseuse, whose name was apparently Hannah, broke away
from Jane’s embrace. Her face was streaked with tears and black
mascara. She whined, “It wasn’t my fault—”

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“Oh boo-hoo!” Brittany screamed. “I ought to slam her face—”

“That’s enough!” I shouted and stood between Brittany and the
increasingly hysterical Hannah. “The authorities will be here soon.
For now, everyone needs to calm down!”

And amazingly, they listened to me. The hallway turned silent as
everyone suddenly sucked up their tears and looked shell-shocked.

We didn’t have to wait long, sirens were soon wailing down the
crowded San Francisco streets, beelining toward us.

A pair of uniformed paramedics were the first on the scene. They
rushed through the spa like a hurricane, pushing Mrs. Lozano from
Kelly’s side.

“I just don’t know how I’m going to tell Ryan,” Mrs. Lozano said,
sinking onto the sofa in the lobby next to Paula.

I went to sit next to them as one of the paramedics escorted Brit‐
tany outside to evaluate her. The bridesmaids were now crying–their
happy tipsy phase permanently ruined by the loss of their friend.

Jane approached us. “Kate? May I speak to you privately in my
office?”

The room around me started to shift. I suddenly felt like a kid
being called into the Principal’s office.

Am I in trouble?

Paula squeezed my hand, and I stood to follow Jane down the hall
to a back room that was her office.

“Listen,” she began. “Hannah is a good girl, and I know this unfor‐
tunate event is obviously not her doing. She’s loyal to this business,
and she doesn’t have any connection, that I know of, to these women.
Someone else must be involved. I have some security cameras up and
running right now, but they’re in the room with the hot tub–and
that’s only because it’s a safety precaution. The other cameras are
down because of the construction. I need your help.”

“What can I do?” I asked.

“I want to hire you,” she said. “You seem trustworthy, and I want to
be completely transparent here. My business is everything. I can’t
afford our reputation getting sullied.”

A flutter of nerves jagged through my body, making me anxious
and excited at the same time.

“You want to hire me as your private investigator?” I asked.

“That’s what you do, right?” Jane asked.

Indeed!

I’d now become San Francisco’s premier post-partum detective!

 

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