Page 66 of Search for the Truth
Remember to eat something yummywas the last text she got back from Beth after.
Then, a month later, Beth was gone.
Blake might have known the song, but she was faced with an awful coldness of realization now.
She had already lost her sister before she had even died.
Kyle, however, didn’t have a clue in the world about the emotional turmoil Blake had just found herself in. He nodded to her question with enthusiasm.
“Of course I knew Beth,” he said. “I was there when she tore Mr. Grant a new one.”
“Tore Mr. Grant a new one?” she repeated.
Kyle nodded deep.
“We couldn’t believe it, you know, the factory workers in that section,” he said. “I’ve been at the steel mill since high school and never seen someone even raise their voice at Mr. Grant, and there she was with a red face and so loud.”
Blake was stunned.
“What was she yelling about?”
Kyle still hadn’t caught on that he had, once again, thrown her for an emotional loop.
He shrugged.
“I couldn’t hear the specifics, but I think he turned down one of her suggestions for something to do with the furnaces. But to be fair, he gets a lot of suggestions from safety advisors so—”
“When did this fight happen?” Blake interrupted. Her voice had raised but she couldn’t help it. Kyle’s eyebrows went higher with it. He looked like he was finally realizing that he had said something that bothered her.
“Uh, she never really came to the steel mill unless she was working, so I guess that was around...” He let his words trail off. His eyes widened. “Oh, man. I’m sorry. I didn’t think—”
The chair scraped against the tile as Blake pushed it back and stood. She crossed the room in one fluid movement, only pausing at the counter for one question.
“Is Cassandra in the back?”
Corrie had a coffee cup stopped midair between her and Liam.
She nodded.
“She’s on a call—”
Blake kept moving, eyes on the hallway that led to the office.
She heard Liam ask after her, but there was no stopping her.
Blake flung open the manager’s office door and closed it right back behind her once inside. Cassandra was indeed on the phone, but Blake took it from her and slammed it down on the cradle to hang up.
Cassandra seemed rightly angry, but Blake spoke over any and all questions and concerns.
“Why didn’t you tell me that Beth fought with Mr. Grant before she died?”
Cassandra took the words and spat back a question with just as much heat.
“What the heck do you mean?”
Blake pointed in the direction of the main room behind her.
“Kyle Langdon said he saw Beth yelling at Mr. Grant at the steel mill and Beth only went there twice in the last year. Once to do the inspection on the furnaces and the day she died. How come I didn’t hear about the fight? You had to have known!”
