CHAPTER 14
‘Where have you been?’
Carlene watched him with her hands on her hips as he brought the groceries in from the car and placed them on the kitchen bench.
‘You know where I’ve been. At the supermarket.’
‘You took two hours to get three bags of groceries?’
‘I like to check all the prices, make sure I get the best value.’ He busied himself putting away the groceries. ‘And I had a coffee while I was there too.’
It was half true. He’d had a coffee while shopping, but had done it all in fast forward mode in the last half hour, battling the Saturday morning crowds. He spent the first one-and-a-half hours driving to various locations, taking photographs of Lucy’s imagined haunts from the list he’d painstakingly created.
Carlene didn’t answer but her silence was accusing. She’d been
