CHAPTER TEN
“So Andy and Alex were very good friends, I gather,” Magda jotted a brief note in her notebook.
“I don’t think that there was anyone who didn’t like Alex,” Gabriel replied pensively, rolling his cigarette between his fingers. “He... knew to listen and help...” he added as an afterthought, while his gaze shifted from Magda to the mountains.
Unshed tears shone in the man’s eyes, and the lines around his mouth deepened. Looking at him, Magda understood that Gabriel’s feelings for Alex ran deep. He wasn’t a good enough actor to blindside her.
“For how long did he work with you?” she asked softly, and with an iron fist, she squashed the impulse to lay her hand on his.
That would have been a lot of shades of wrong. She couldn’t afford to offer any consolation to a presumptive su
