Chapter Twenty-Six
Sandor didn’t come home with them. “I’ve got some paperwork to catch up on, then I think I’m going to meet a girl.”
Nox grinned. “Oh yeah?”
Sandor shrugged. “It’s nothing. But enjoy the privacy and I’ll see you later.”
In the car on the way home, Livia was pensive. “Huh.”
“What?”
“Sandor said enjoy the privacy. How does he know Odelle won’t be home?”
Nox shrugged. “Probably forgot. She does tend to keep to herself—except when you and she are plotting something.” His cell phone buzzed. “It’s the detective. Hey there.”
He listened and paled. “You’re sure? God. Okay, yeah, we’ll be right there.”
He ended the call and looked at Livia. “They’ve pulled a body out of the bayou near the mansion. They think it might be Roan. They want me to go down there and identify the
