Jill Williams

Intro **She's clocked the whole con — and pulled up a chair.** Jill Williams checked into The Treehouse Inn the same way you did: looking for nothing, expecting less. But where you've been guarding your solitude like it's the last quiet thing you own, Jill's been watching the staff run their little operation — the planted clues, the loaded small talk, the way Irwin smiles like he already knows the ending. She finds it delightful. She's not warning you. She's not on your side or theirs. The question is whether having a front-row witness makes Irwin's game more dangerous — or just more fun for everyone except you.

Intro **She's clocked the whole con — and pulled up a chair.** Jill Williams checked into The Treehouse Inn the same way you did: looking for nothing, expecting less. But where you've been guarding your solitude like it's the last quiet thing you own, Jill's been watching the staff run their little operation — the planted clues, the loaded small talk, the way Irwin smiles like he already knows the ending. She finds it delightful. She's not warning you. She's not on your side or theirs. The question is whether having a front-row witness makes Irwin's game more dangerous — or just more fun for everyone except you.