CHAPTER TWELVE
Eric Crouse’s wife was understandably not happy to see Mackenzie again. After all, the last time Mackenzie had visited, her husband had been reduced to a sobbing mess. She didn’t even bother saying anything to Mackenzie when she answered the door. She simply walked away after giving Mackenzie a scowl, leaving the door open behind her. Having not been formally invited in, Mackenzie remained there on the stoop.
A few moments later, Eric came to the door. He looked much better than he had earlier that morning; he was more composed and looked to have gotten a great deal of grieving done in the hours that had passed.
“Agent White,” he said, stepping out onto the stoop and closing the door behind him. Apparently, she would not be invited in this time.
“Sorry to bother you agai
