Free Mattress Mart Murder by Kayla Michelle Page B

on her laptop that she didn’t notice Chloe coming up behind her.  Chloe peeked over Jennifer’s shoulder and saw a job site open on her laptop.  As she looked at the other tabs on Jennifer’s internet browser, she saw one for a law office, as well as her social media profile page. 
    “Looking for a job, huh?” Chloe asked.
    Jennifer slammed her laptop closed and turned to Chloe. 
    “Were you just looking at my screen?” Jennifer snapped. 
    “What’s the matter?  Do you have something to hide?” Chloe asked. 
    Jennifer glared.  “How rude.” 
    “This is a public place.  If you don’t want things to be seen, you should hide them better.”
    “I didn’t expect anyone to be poking around in my stuff.”  Jennifer stared closer.  Suddenly, a look of recognition came to her face.  “The least of which you.”
    “You’re a murder suspect--”
    “So are you.  I saw you at the lineup today,” Jennifer said. 
    “Then you know I have a verifiable alibi, which is more than I can say for you,” Chloe replied. 
    “What are you trying to pull here?”
    “I’m just trying to find Marty Diamond’s killer.”
    “Then you came to the wrong place.”
    Jennifer put her phone back in her purse and grabbed her laptop, eager to make a quick exit. 
    “In a hurry?” Chloe asked. 
    “I can’t wait to get away from you.”
    “Just so you know, it doesn’t matter where you go.  As a murder suspect, you should expect every aspect of your life to be under intense scrutiny from now on,” Chloe insisted. 
    “Keep your advice to yourself, and stay out of my life,” Jennifer declared. 
    Jennifer then walked away. 
    Chloe wasn’t about to give up that easily.  She followed Jennifer out of the coffee shop.
    Once outside, Chloe called out.  “Why are you running?  It only makes you look guilty.”
    Jennifer kept walking, but yelled back as she moved.  “I don’t have to talk to you.  You’re not a police officer.”
    “Don’t you want to hear what Delia Diamond said about you?”
    Jennifer stopped dead in your tracks all of a sudden. 
    “What’s the matter, did I touch a nerve?”
    Jennifer turned around.  “You shouldn’t listen to anything that woman tells you.”
    “Even if she said that to find her husband’s killer, you’d be the person to talk to?” Chloe asked. 
    Jennifer let her hatred for Delia Diamond get the best of her.  Chloe was able to catch up with her as Jennifer went nuclear.
    “I can’t believe she said that about me,” Jennifer replied. 
    “Why not?  You were sleeping with her husband.”
    “Why would I want to kill Marty?  I loved him…more than she did.”
    “Maybe that’s the problem.  You loved him, but Marty loved money more than anything.  Definitely more than you.  And we all know what can happen when love goes wrong.”
    “How dare you accuse me or murder?  The fact is, it’s Delia that you should be after.”
    Chloe laughed. 
    Jennifer became more outraged.  “What’s so funny?”
    “How quickly you threw each other under the bus.  Just because you want her to be guilty, doesn’t mean it’s true.”
    “Delia doesn’t exactly have a rock solid alibi.”
    “Neither do you.  Especially now,” Chloe said. 
    Jennifer was confused.  “What are you talking about?”
    “For someone who supposedly was asleep at ten o’clock last night, you sure have some serious bags under your eyes.  And when you throw in that jumbo-sized java you had at the coffee shop, it looks like you went to sleep really late rather than really early.”
    “I put in a lot of late nights lately.  Last night, I tried making up for it.  Guess it wasn’t enough to make the bags go away.”
    “Really, you’re going to try to fool a cosmetics saleswoman with that story?  Why don’t you tell me what you were really doing at the time of the murder?” Chloe asked. 
    “I already told the police I was sleeping.  Why don’t you go back to selling makeup