It occurs to Cadence that not only did she get a pretty good look at the man as he ran away from the scene, but he got an extremely good look at her. It wouldn’t be hard, for someone who was motivated, to discover that she lived on the floor above the crime scene. Deeply concerned, she calls Detective Scott asking for someone to watch over her. Realizing that he’s dropped the ball on protecting his witness, Scott agrees to spend the night on her couch, promising to find a more permanent solution the next morning.
They stopped by the guest bath on the second floor. “This is it. I’m sorry I don’t have a bed in the guest room. Right now, it’s the music room.” Cadence opened the door.
Scott was greeted by wall to wall instruments. She had an electric drum set, guitars—electric and acoustic, a flute, an…
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