There was no conversation even after the return trip. Moreau had no idea what she might be thinking. It was so odd and nervous to face Abihirt walking down the steps after the man had carried a bag with some clothes into her room. The man didn't even say a word, anything, when offering to help. Just a silent, puzzling gesture, then... started to disappear.
Moreau exhaled a rough breath, immediately decided to close the door, then walked tentatively towards the bed. She flopped down on her back with her attention focused straight ahead. Her plan to avoid her stepfather had failed. Moreau hadn't even found an answer yet... where did Abihirt know Juan's residence, and why would the man guess so precisely?
Maybe there's something behind it ....
Barbara?
Instantly the top of Moreau's head s
