Aileen peered into it, smiling.
Little Carly, with her pink cheeks and pink lips, slept soundly on a soft blanket. Her tiny head showing strawberry blond hair.
Aileen cooed at the sleeping toddler. ‘She’s so cute.’
Isla sighed. ‘Aye, when asleep. We just witnessed an ear-splitting tantrum an hour ago. Too tired, she’s asleep now.’
Aileen sat in the single visitor’s chair.
Isla leant against her desk. ‘Tell me what happened.’
Sighing, Aileen told her all she and Callan had been through. Her friend was the perfect listener. She shuddered at the terrifying bits and paid close attention to the details. Isla never missed a thing.
‘You are now reading those notebooks and files then?’ She asked when Aileen was done.
Aileen nodded. ‘Since the case is officially closed, we get to keep the b
