Game Over No Second Chances

Unless the person knew her and wanted to set her up. Serena sobered up in an instant.

After taking the warm towel from the maid, she asked, "Other than the villas, is there anywhere else on the island someone could hide?"

"There's a storage street behind the villas, and a row of cottages along the coast," the maid replied, gesturing in that direction.

"There's not much of a view at night, but a few guests are staying there. All the rooms are registered."

Serena narrowed her eyes. The creep might have been one of the guests.

But as the host, Hugh couldn't just barge into occupied rooms. That would only offend people.

She wasn't about to put him in that position either. So she turned back to the maid. "Do you have the guest list?"

"Yes, right away." The maid rushed off to get the name list.

If she couldn't search the cottages directly, she'd at least see if anyone with a grudge against her was on that list.

Most of the names meant nothing to her-until one near the bottom: Cole. There was a note scribbled next to it.

"Summoned'? What does that mean?"

visit. The staff usually keep watch and make a note of

the timestamp. It was almost exactly when that scream had echoed through the

maids hesitated and exchanged

you need Hugh's

shaking their heads.

"You don't

birthday is almost

cottages-it's supposed to be a

chill of

away the last traces

that you've told me, the surprise is kind

it?" Hugh said,

was just about to go track down the creep

when the dark

bloomed, loud and bright, turning

Serena froze.

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should really keep an eye on