Cedric didn't come pick me up until late in the afternoon. He wasn't in a cheerful mood when he got there. He informed me that the first missing woman had been dead for a day, and the new woman's house had blood on the bedsheets.
I had asked him for their names. I needed to know them, but he refused. At first, he told me it was because he couldn't talk about the case, but later that night, he admitted to me that he didn't want me to know. I felt enough guilt as it was, and he didn't need me to start looking them up just to make myself feel even worse.
Anna had come over the next day for dinner. I had texted her, telling her we needed to speak with her about something. I didn't need Mrs. Helen to slip and speak with Avery about me and Cedric being together before I had the chance and, fr
