Chapter 6
“I guess that explains why Colin kept all those photographs of her,” Caleb said. He looked stunned, strong, sun-browned fingers playing with the unused fork at his place setting. The nervous movements seemed out of character, based on what little Rosemary knew of him, but she could see why he was fiddling with the utensil, not sure what else he should do.
“Now I feel bad for thinking he was such a jerk.” Once again, the words slipped out before she could stop them, but in this particular case, she didn’t think her companion would find anything strange about what she’d said. “He probably never got over her death.”
Michael’s source hadn’t been able to locate too much more information, although it seemed as though the couple had been together for several years. Enough time for Co
