Noah closed the front door of his house behind the detectives and sighed. That had been an unpleasant hour and a half. Not that they had been rude or unkind to Steph, but some of their questions had been difficult for her. They had no new information for her. Only that they were still investigating and would let her know what they determined. He turned to check on Steph. She sat on the couch, shoulders drooping as she stared at her hands sitting limp in her lap. He had to do something. Killing Erick wasn"t an option, as much as he might like to, so he went over to stand in front of her.
“Come on.” He held out one hand.
“Huh?” She looked up.
“Come on.” He held out his hand until she put hers in it, then pulled her to her feet. “I want to show you something.” Her hand still in his, he led
