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slapped her hand over her mouth. “Oh my God, I’m so sorry. I forgot I wasn’t supposed to say anything.”
    What a short memory she had. I just told her that not two seconds ago.
    “Ooohhh, why the secret?” Elaine said, trying to be funny, but falling flat. There was definitely an edge to her voice. “What are you trying to hide?”
    “Uh, nothing. Cooper just felt that it would be better not to worry the girls unnecessarily and we still don’t have all the details,” I replied.
    “Well, seeing as you didn’t stop someone yesterday, maybe the girls have a right to be worried,” Elaine said pointedly. “Allie, I came over her to tell you Betty is ready to fit your swimsuit. You know how she is when you girls are late.”
    “Thanks, Elaine. Sorry for spilling, Presley.”
    “Don’t worry about it, Allie. I may catch up with you later to ask a few more questions.” Like maybe questions about Elaine.
    “No problem,” she said, hopping off the table and heading across the room. I watched her walk away, admiring her baby blue Juicy Couture sweat suit. I had one in green, but I didn’t look as good as she did in it. Velour wasn’t the most flattering or forgiving fabric. And I wasn’t five foot ten inches tall and one hundred and ten pounds. That also had something to do with it, I’m sure.
    I turned to talk to Elaine and try some damage control—and to see why she seemed angry, but she was already off somewhere. Oh well, I would figure that one out later. I needed to meet Cooper.
    Cooper and Harvey were already sitting down by the time I reached them. I was few minutes late because I had gotten turned around and ended up in a different meeting room, one full of Xerox salesmen. By the time I got back down to the right end of the floor, I was five minutes behind and my feet were starting to hurt. I had probably walked around the hotel an equivalent of two times, and in four-inch heels that was no easy feat. “Sorry I’m late, I feel dumb to admit it, but I got lost.  This place is a maze.”
    “No worry, darling. Grab yourself a cup of joe and sit down,” Harvey said, pointing to the silver coffee service to the right of the table, and then he adjusted one of his silver cufflinks, which I noticed were inlaid with mother of pearl. They were very classy. I grabbed my coffee and the cream pitcher, then sat down and pulled out my notebook and pink gel pen. All ready for one of them to start talking.
    “Cooper, this is your meeting. Please fill me in and let me know how much I should be worried,” Harvey said, fiddling with his cufflinks again. Must be a nervous habit of his, but he did seem calmer than last night.
    “I talked to the detective heading up the case and he said that based on preliminary findings Hollie was poisoned which we already knew…”
    “Could it have been accidental? Maybe she overdosed on medicine or something?” Harvey interrupted.
    “They have to run some more tests, but Detective Miller said it wasn’t a common toxin. The lab said it was a type of poison that comes from an unusual plant.”
    “So what you’re saying is … someone had access to this plant and somehow got Hollie to ingest it?” I asked.
    “Exactly,” Cooper replied. “They did a thorough search of her room here and there weren’t any signs of the substance. Detective Miller said they would be going to her parents’ home later today to check there.”
    “What the hell is going on?” Harvey said, banging his fist on the table. “Pranks are one thing, but killing one of my girls!” He put his head in his hands. After a few seconds, he lifted his head and looked back at Cooper. “Did he have anything to offer regarding Camille?”
    “Harvey, I understand your frustration. It will be easier once the police can narrow down exactly what plant was used for the poison. We then might be able to figure out where it came from and who was behind it. I know you want to let people know what’s going on but we