by Lisa Childs
Anger billowed up in a wave. So typical of what she expected in some people! “It is easier to agree with what’s already there. What were you going to do? Leave town without talking to me?”
“I would have met with you and you would have received a copy of my report.”
“But now that you’ve conveniently run into me, you don’t have to?” She wiped her hands together. “Problem solved?”
“I don’t mean to upset you.”
“There are other aspects to this case. You can’t just read a coroner’s report and agree with it. What if the coroner was wrong?”
“He’s a good coroner.”
“Good coroners can make honest mistakes.”
His handsome head bent a little, as though beseeching for understanding. “I have other cases.”
He wasn’t being rude. He truly believed Kaelyn killed herself. That stung. “There are things you don’t know that are important.”
Now his brow rose marginally. “What things?”
“Why don’t you just admit you don’t care enough about my sister’s case?”
“Your sister’s death does appear to be a suicide. I’m sorry that’s difficult for you to hear, but that’s my assessment. What things don’t I know?”
Her offense eased as she saw him open up to new information. “We talked a lot before her death,” Kendra said. “Why do you think the police never questioned me?”
“They didn’t need to.”
Her ire pricked again, she said, “Kaelyn told no one about me, Mr. Cooper. I went to her funeral and no one knew me. She kept me a secret. Why would she do that?”
He appeared to begin to consider how that might change his initial assessment, but he didn’t ask any questions, the biggest one being why she and Kaelyn were separated.
“Don’t you see? I was part of Kaelyn’s plan to escape her horrible husband. If she could get away without him knowing where she was going, she could be free. She would have run away and come to live near me. I’m sure of it.”
Roman studied her a moment, his face unreadable. Then he lightened and asked, “Why don’t you tell me more over a drink later?”
Unable to believe he’d suggested that, she gaped at him. Had he just asked her out on a date?
He nodded down the street toward the pub. “There. After you close tonight.”
Kendra felt her jaw drop open, smart retorts popping to mind but not making their way to her tongue.
“Unless you’d rather I just send you the report?”
Copyright © 2018 by Jennifer Morey
ISBN-13: 9781488093050
The Bounty Hunter’s Baby Surprise
Copyright © 2018 by Lisa Childs
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