It was a sunny when Blakleigh Lafeyette woke up wednesday morning. She stretched, and got out of bed, then headed to her bathroom.
Once she had brushed her teeth and put her combed black hair in a ponytail she changed into a pair of jeans, and a short sleeved pink shirt that read "Grits Girls Raised In The South across the front."
She slipped on her sneakers, and walked out of her room.
As Blakleigh made her way down the hall to the kitchen she spotted her big sister Cara sitting at the kitchen table, eating a bowl of cereal and reading the paper. Blakleigh got a bowl and spoon, then sat down across from her sister. She poured herself some cereal and nearly overloaded the bowl when Cara suddenly looked up and gasped at her.
Blakleigh looked down at the full bowl of frosted corn flakes. She set the box down. Her attention went back to the front page of the paper.
"There was a murder here?" Blakleigh asked
Cara glanced at her sister then at the front page. "Yep, Mystic Cove apparently isn't a safe haven anymore." she replied
"Who was murdered?" Blakleigh asked
Cara's eyebrows went up. "Belle Soleil, it says here she was killed lastnight."
Blakleigh's mouth fell. "I have to talk to Lucky and Caleb." she said then left the table