Chapter 3Even as a new day officially clocked in, Noah was still awake and going through more firsts in a town filled with them.
Like being interrogated by the police in a tiny, dimly-lit room.
It was now 1:42 in the morning, and still he was waiting to be released. Or worse, maybe gearing up for another round of endless questions. Why had he paid for a night at the Barrier Brief if he was going to spend the entire night in the hands of the Cane’s Inlet Police Department? Or CIPD, as stated by the stenciled blue letters on the side of their white SUVs, one of which he’d ridden in the back of just a few hours ago, not long after calling in his discovery of the dead body on the beach.
He’d been quickly whisked away from the crime scene, unsure of what would happen after that, to her, or t
