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Welcome back for the twelfth installment of the Jill Hunter Short Story Series.

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Conspiracy to Murder: Part Two: A Jill Hunter Short #12

When Jill Hunter regains consciousness at the side of the road after being bumped by the car that was tailing her, she hears the warning to stay away from Lee Watson loud and clear. Of course, she ignores it completely.

The warning serves only to confirm her suspicions – that Lee Watson is innocent and being set up for a murder he didn’t commit.

Jill launches herself into a fact finding mission, ignoring the danger to herself in the search for justice. When she finds the key to the case, she has to do something she would never normally resort to.

Will she see it through and save the day?

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Conspiracy to Murder: Part Two is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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MY EYES FLICKERED OPEN. I let out a loud groan. My head felt like someone was doing the waltz in there. I let my eyes close again, hoping I could sleep off the headache.

With my eyes closed, I tried to remember what exactly I had drunk last night to have my head feeling so sore. With a bit of panic, I remembered and my eyes flew open.

It wasn’t morning, I wasn’t in bed, and I hadn’t been drinking. I had been trying to outrun the green car that had been trailing me. It had chased me along the road, banging into the back of me. It had finally succeeded in doing it hard enough for me to crack my head off the steering wheel and blackout.

I forced myself to sit upright, trying to ignore the pain that flooded through my brain. I couldn’t ignore it. I winced as I straightened up. I cautiously touched a hand to my head. I pulled down the mirror to check the damage.

There was dried blood all down the left side of my face, but the cut itself didn’t look too bad. It wouldn’t need stitches. That was good; I had no intention of having to explain to a doctor what had happened.

I opened the car door and stepped out. I felt a momentary rush of dizziness, but it soon passed. I looked all around. There was no sign of the green car, and the road was still deserted. I couldn’t have been unconscious more than four or five minutes. I was lucky no one had come along, or I would have had to deal with questions I didn’t want to answer and wasted more time at the hospital than I cared to.

I checked the back of my car. The bumper was a bit dented, but there was no real damage. This hadn’t been a genuine attempt to hurt me or to total my car. It had been a warning. One I had received loud and clear – stay away. Of course, receiving a warning and acting on it are two very different things, and I had no intention of acting on this one.

Someone was going to great lengths to ensure no one helped Lee Watson. It made me