And Mrs. Orton had the seizure right after you applied the lipstick?" 	Reggie's voice was dead serious.	Drea nodded.	That little tidbit set off Cam's warning sirens. Not good.	Reggie closed his notebook and deposited it in his inner jacket pocket. "Can you think of anything else?"	Drea opened her mouth, then closed it and shook her head.	Christ. So she had a possible motive, opportunity, means to kill Natasha Orton, and she was obviously holding something back. She may not be the only suspect, but even Cam had to admit she was a mighty good one.
Avery Flynn, Make Me Up
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