WED OR ALIVE

Chapter Three

“Get back here,” I said, reaching out and taking hold of Richard’s sleeve. “No one is going to be murdered.”

“The day is young, Annabelle,” Richard said, glancing at Sidney Allen primping his masked performers on the dance floor.

“First things first.” I twisted to face Kate. “You and the bride get along well, right?”

“She does follow me on Instagram and comments on almost all my posts. In social media terms, that means we’re practically best friends.”

“Perfect. Can...