Linda shuffled backwards from the room, fingers touching a trembling bottom lip. Soon, the police would arrive, with their questions and altogether rude behaviour. They'd want to know why she'd come to this remote island.<i>And how would you describe your relationship with your sister, Miss Wu?</i>As if it were<i>their</i>sister and their life that had been ruined by that bitch.<br/><br/>Quickly, the petite Asian retreated to her room and yanked her purse from the table. Preparing the mirror and razor, Linda rolled a one dollar note to a tube and tore a slender envelope apart, spilling its white powdery contents onto the glass. Moments later, clarity blossomed in her mind and her trembling hands steadied. She washed the mirror and the razor and flushed the shredded paper down the toilet. Ha, how clever she was, no one would ever know.<br/><br/>Wiping her nose with the back of her hand, Linda stepped back into the corridor and locked her room before she returning to Liv's bedroom. "Clark, the police will be here soon. Come downstairs with me? As her fiancee, you are in charge now."