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sweater and a pair of brown-dyed Mek jeans from underneath a white ghost costume strewn over a chair on the other side of the room.
    â€œNot those! I wore those yesterday.”
    â€œIt will have to do for now,” he said. “We can’t compromise the scene.”
    â€œCan’t I just get something from over there?” Brianna said, pointing to the dresser across the room.
    â€œI’m afraid not. Maybe a little later. Let’s zero in on what’s important. Tell me what happened,” Annie said, this time with an edge to her voice. “When did you come upstairs?”
    Brianna thought for a second. “I came up to my room three times. The first time was early in the party—to ditch my mail-order bride costume and put on regular clothes. The bride dress was totally itchy—covered in all these scratchy little sequins, plus all the guys kept trying to put postage stamps all over me. The second time I came up to find Olivia. She was in my bed, and I thought I could hear her snoring. I called her name, but she didn’t answer. Anyway, she looked okay to me, so I put on a different costume and went back downstairs. When everyone had left, I came up to make sure Olivia was okay, and that’s when I found her on the floor.”
    â€œDo you know if anyone else came up here?” Annie asked.
    â€œHow would I know? I was the hostess. I barely had time to pee,” she said. “Let me think a sec. No, I don’t know if anyone else came up. Maybe Beth Lee. She and Olivia had a fight earlier in the night.”
    â€œDo you know what it was about?” Annie asked.
    Brianna handed the jeans and sweater to Drew. “About my friendship with Olivia. About Drew picking up Olivia for the party. About whatever. Beth was jealous of us. It doesn’t faze me. I’m used to it.”
    Annie nodded. I’m sure you are.
    â€œEveryone’s jealous of Bree,” Drew said, tucking the clothes under his arm, and looking like he’d rather be just about anywhere else right then. A safe bet for sure.
    â€œYou said you kicked Olivia to see if she was asleep,” Annie said to Brianna.”Was that the first or second time you came up?”
    â€œThe second time,” Brianna said.
    Annie positioned her body between the bed and Brianna. “Did you kick her hard?”
    â€œYeah, I think so.”
    â€œWhy did you kick her? Why not just tap her on the shoulder?”
    Brianna held up her left hand. Her glossy nails gleamed with an icy-blue hue. “Because I’d just done these, that’s why.”
    Annie looked at Brianna’s hand and nodded. Who does their nails at two in the morning?
    â€œWhat about you, Drew?”
    â€œLike I said before,” Drew answered, “I wasn’t here. I went home with everyone else. I didn’t find anybody dead. That’s all on Bree.”

Chapter 4
    THE PORT GAMBLE S’KLALLAM TRIBAL Police Department had been housed in the same building for more than forty years. It was in the basement of what the locals called “the old post office,” a large wood-framed structure that at one time or another accommodated not only the post office but also the morgue, the town’s first hospital, and even the community theater. Annie Garnett’s office was one of three dedicated to law and order in the historic town. The other two belonged to her deputy, a part-timer named Stephen Shields, and an office administrator and records clerk named Tatiana Jones.
    Chief Garnett had driven Brianna and Drew to the police department so they could provide full statements while the events were fresh—and hopefully before anyone had a chance to change a story or make up a new one. Neither teen had liked being in the back of her police car, and their separate interrogation rooms weren’t giving them the warm fuzzies either.
    Annie started with Brianna and offered her a soda, but she