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Sinuses.
That’s all it was.
The door was open, and Liam was frowning. Blake pulled on a smile she hoped would defuse it. Theo spoke before either of them could.
“Wow, boss, you made some good time,” he said. “You must have broken some of those speeding laws you were supposed to be keeping good.”
Liam’s gaze slid to the boy’s.
“And you must be done with all of your schoolwork?” Liam motioned to a door that must have been the second bedroom. “Why don’t you go check?”
Theo raised his hands in defense but laughed. He gave a deep nod to Blake and scooped up his book bag.
“And on that note, I’ll give y’all some space.”
Blake felt bad for her intrusion and making the boy leave the living space, but at the same time, she didn’t want him to listen to what she had to say.
“It was nice meeting you,” she returned. Her smile was nothing compared to Bruce’s. He did a little dance when Theo waved.
Then it was just the three of them in the living room.
Blake took a deep breath as dark eyes settled on hers.
There was no point in beating around the bush.
“I did something that you’re not going to like.”
Chapter Eleven
Blake was holding Bruce so that the boy was facing Liam. He started to babble, waving a toy in his hand, but neither adult was in a playful mood.
Liam didn’t understand why Blake had shown up to his house with Bruce at night after a week of silence. There was also no diaper bag with her. Like she’d had to come there in a hurry.
Her statement definitely wasn’t making him feel at ease.
What had gone wrong?
“What am I not going to like?” Liam asked.
Green eyes were locked on him and him only, but the sigh that escaped Blake’s lips seemed to be for the entire world. She held up her free hand in aStopgesture.
“Before you go scolding me, let me get everything out first, and then you have carte blanche on telling me I’m wrong. Okay?”
Liam felt his eyes narrow. He nodded still.
“Okay.”
There was no more sighing after that. Blake dove in and didn’t stop once.
“I know you said you’d handle it by yourself, but I’ve spent the last week looking for Missy’s laptop, and I think I have a bead on it. After I started thinking about it and how this town really doesn’t seem to be on your side about looking into Missy’s death, I decided that I could at least just poke around a little to see if I could get something you couldn’t. Specifically about the laptop. Since I don’t know what all you’ve done in the primary investigation, I went to the coffee shop and heard that your talk with Missy’s ex was less than helpful.”
Kyle Langdon, Missy Clearwater’s ex-boyfriend.
“Less than helpful” was an understatement. Liam had interviewed Missy’s ex and had been thoroughly ticked at his behavior. Kyle had shown signs of being truly upset at her death but seemed to have no remorse for the possibility that his cheating scandal with Missy’s best friend had contributed to her supposed leap off the haunted bridge. The man had instead acted as if he had done nothing wrong at all.
“We broke up for the greater good,” was what he had said when Liam asked about the breakup. “Some things you just can’t see eye to eye on, and there’s nothing you can do about it.”
It had been an off-putting response.
