pining for Lindsay Donohue since the moment he first laid eyes on her. So imagine his surprise when he found out last night that Lindsay had been having a secret affair with Hank Hammond for months.”
That would sure explain Trevor’s sudden change in demeanor. Maybe Trevor was just being nice to Chloe in a professional sense last night. Perhaps he never had a romantic interest in Chloe at all. Or, maybe Trevor was flirting with Chloe to try and get over the heartbreak of finding out his crush was sleeping with his boss.
There were so many questions. Not just for Trevor though. Daisy had more things to ask Jonah as well.
“Everything you said sure makes Trevor sound guilty,” Daisy said.
“It’s all the truth,” Jonah replied.
“It also happens to throw the suspicion off you.”
“That’s because the suspicion shouldn’t be on me in the first place.”
“Says you.”
“I was driving home at the time of the murder, plain and simple,” Jonah said.
“At least that’s your story, and you’re sticking to it,” Daisy replied.
By that point, Jonah was fed up and eyeing the exit.
Daisy opened her mouth to continue, but Jonah had heard enough.
“This conversation is over,” Jonah said.
Before Daisy had a chance to reply, Jonah headed towards the front door. It was hardly the outcome Daisy was looking for. Still, it was better than having another door slammed in her face.
Chapter Twenty-Four
“How are things going out there?” Chloe asked, on the phone.
“About as well as you’d expect,” Daisy replied.
“So, awful then, right?”
“In general, people don’t enjoy because accused of murder.”
“That sentence belongs in the understatement hall of fame.”
Daisy sighed. “Oh, what I’d give for a slice of pie right now.”
“Sorry, but where you’re going next, pie is the last thing you’ll find.”
Daisy furrowed her brow. “What kind of a place doesn’t serve pie?”
“The ‘Sweat ‘Til You Drop Gym’ on Gray Road. That’s where Olivia Connors posted on social media that she is right now,” Chloe replied.
“All right. I’m on my way now.”
“Good luck.”
“Wait a minute. I need you to do something for me.”
“Anything. What is it?”
“I need you to call Trevor Webster and ask him out to lunch,” Daisy said.
“Daisy, are you ok? This morning you told me to stay away from Trevor at all costs,” Chloe replied.
“And you should.”
“Then why do you want me to ask him out to lunch?”
“Because, you won’t be the one showing up to meet him. I will.”
“You’re one sneaky woman,” Chloe said.
“Oh, and make sure the restaurant you pick serves pie,” Daisy insisted.
***
While Daisy waited for her friend to set up the lunch meeting with Trevor Webster, she headed over to the gym to confront Olivia Connors. Things could get interesting in a hurry. In the past, Daisy had found the mistresses of murder victims to be very combative. Hopefully this time would be different. Then again, Olivia would be coming out of the gym, so her endorphins might be running wild.
No doubt Olivia had a lot of anger to burn off. The life of a mistress was by nature a frustrating one. They wanted nothing more than to have the man in their life leave his wife. The last thing a mistress expected was to be cheated on herself. There was great irony to the fact that mistresses couldn’t stand being cheated on. Daisy didn’t have time to get into that now. She had pressing matters to focus on.
Daisy waited outside the door to the gym, ready to approach Olivia when she headed to her car. Fifteen minutes passed with no sign of Olivia. Then, Daisy got just the break she was looking for. Then front door to the gym swung open, revealing Olivia. She was looking down at her phone.
That made it very