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“Of course it does. Let me know how it goes.”
“I will. Thank you.” The sound of the door opening sent her pulse racing at a sporadic beat, and any thoughts of calm dissipated. “I think he’s here. I’ve got to go.”
“Good luck.”
She hung up, expecting Callum to walk into the bedroom after hearing her voice. Instead, the sound of his steps moving farther away echoed in the other room.
Another big red flashing sign that things weren’t normal.
Chill, Fiona. Ask him what’s going on.
Once she was kind of sure she could be calm, she headed out of the room to find him standing by the front window in the living room, hands in his pockets. He was still. So still, he almost looked like a perfectly created statue.
Things weren’t fine…
“Callum,” she started slowly, “what’s going on?”
Two seconds of silence passed before he turned, and when he did, her stomach dropped. There was no warmth on his face. There wasn’t anger, either. He just looked…closed off.
“Is there something you’d like to tell me, Fiona?”
Her brows rose, confusion swirling inside her. “Uh, not that I can think of.”
Disappointment flashed over his face. Only for a second, then it was gone, replaced by that same stony expression. He almost looked like a stranger.
“I saw you today.”
Okay, now she was really confused. “Saw me where?”
At work? Eating her peanut butter and jelly sandwich for lunch under the tree? Getting yelled at by Rick?
When he didn’t answer, she moved toward him—but he stepped back. That step was like a blow straight to her abdomen. It hit so deep she almost drew back herself.
Her feet stopped. She lowered her voice, trying to shove down the emotion that was bubbling to the surface. “Tell me, Callum. Where did you see me?”
“In Ketchum, at Tamarack Lodge.”
Where Freddie was staying? She shook her head. “No, that’s not possible. I was at work all day.”
He cocked his head, his eyes squinting as if trying to work her out. “You sound like you’re telling the truth, but you can’t be, because I saw the birthmark on your side. I saw your red sweater. I sawyou.”
Her heart thrashed in her chest…at the distance between them, the thickness of the air, the words coming out of his mouth. “It wasn’t me. Askanyoneat the library. I was there all day.” When he just kept looking at her with a confused expression on his face, she finally plucked up the courage to ask. “What exactly did you see me doing?”
His jaw clenched. “You were in Freddie’s arms, kissing the guy.”
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Fiona flinched, and the action had Callum’s fingers twitching to touch her. Make sure she was okay.
She stumbled back a step. “I didn’t…I wasn’t there!”
The truth. The woman looked and sounded like she was speaking the truth. But how the hell was that possible? He’d seen her in that room. “You didn’t go to Tamarack Lodge today?”
“No. I’ve never been there in my life!”
Before he could turn those words over in his head, she spun around, her steps quick. Callum followed into her bedroom, where she was already at her dresser, one drawer open. At first, she just shuffled her clothes around, but with each passing second, her actions became more erratic.
“It’s here. It has to be here.” Her breath shortened, then sweaters began to fly across the room as she threw them out one by one.
