"Did you get it all?" Sienna Johnson asked.
"Got it."
Leanne Andrews had never done anything so thrilling in her life. Which woman, encountering a murder scene by accident, could be as calm as Sienna Johnson? Not only did she not scream, but she calmly directed her to record it as evidence and then call the police. She was in awe of Sienna Johnson's composure.
"Sienna, that scared the life out of me! It's a good thing you were here. What if you weren't, and I screamed and they noticed me? Would they have killed me to silence me?" Leanne, ever the screenwriter, let her imagination run wild.
"I don't know."
Oh my god, this is terrifying! Living in a sparsely populated place really is more prone to trouble.
Champagne Coast was Leanne's home. The screenwriter had chosen this property because it was remote, had a low occupancy rate, and provided the quiet she needed for her creative work. She never expected a bloody crime would occur in the building across from hers.
