Chapter 17

**ROSE'S POINT OF VIEW**

"They found something."

The words echoed in my mind even as I faced the cameras with a practiced smile. I'd barely stepped out of my boutique when the reporter lunged forward with his microphone.

"Ms. Lewis, do you think the police should reopen the investigation into your sister's death?"

The question hit me like ice water. Three months. Three months since Camille's car had been pulled from the river. Three months of playing the grieving sister ...