A Cold Christmas
“Susan took pen and notebook from the shoulder bag at her feet and scribbled down the address Hazel gave her. Ettie watched with a fearful questioning expression.
“Is it Zach?” Caley stood in the doorway with Mat behind her. “Where is he?”
“A bicycle’s been found,” Susan said.
Caley sagged. Mat caught her and, when he pulled her into his arms, she didn’t resist. She desperately needed someone to lean on right now; even an ex-husband would be better than nothing.
Susan gave Demarco a short nod an...d he followed her out. As they hurried toward the pickup, she pulled on gloves. He didn’t even have his coat buttoned. Probably ate nails for breakfast.
“Learn anything?” Cold air clawed painfully at her throat.
He shook his head. “Mat needs money. That was apparent from a conversation his mother started. Mat shut her up. He’s guilty of something. I don’t know if it’s the homicide.”
It confirmed her own feeling, but didn’t get them any further. “Dig into the man,”MoreLess
“Is it Zach?” Caley stood in the doorway with Mat behind her. “Where is he?”
“A bicycle’s been found,” Susan said.
Caley sagged. Mat caught her and, when he pulled her into his arms, she didn’t resist. She desperately needed someone to lean on right now; even an ex-husband would be better than nothing.
Susan gave Demarco a short nod an...d he followed her out. As they hurried toward the pickup, she pulled on gloves. He didn’t even have his coat buttoned. Probably ate nails for breakfast.
“Learn anything?” Cold air clawed painfully at her throat.
He shook his head. “Mat needs money. That was apparent from a conversation his mother started. Mat shut her up. He’s guilty of something. I don’t know if it’s the homicide.”
It confirmed her own feeling, but didn’t get them any further. “Dig into the man,”MoreLess
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