I had just reached the second floor landing when I heard a blood curdling scream from down the hall to my right. I reached for my weapon, which of course I didn't have, and cursed. Then I bolted down the hall and to the only open door ahead. Inside the bedroom, I saw Gwen. Her back was to me and she was backing up. "Gwen?" I asked, looking around. She was backing up from the door to the attached bathroom. Gwen half turned and my blood ran cold. In her hand was a kitchen knife. A long, bloody kitchen knife. Her face was white with shock, and she dropped the knife from her bloodstained fingers. I stepped up beside her and looked into the bathroom, my face grim. Inside, lying on the floor in a pool of blood was Senator Carter. He had been stabbed in the chest. To make a bad situation worse, Kris Kenner was sprawled beside him, also stabbed in the chest. Both of them had their eyes open, staring in death with a horrified expression on their faces that I had seen in far too many murder victims.***While in Vegas, sexy lesbian homicide Det. Shauna Grant mixes friends and rings, along with a side of Elvis and murder. But, what happens in Vegas, not always stays in Vegas.
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