Chapter 6
“Hey, Marcus, you got a second?” Harold said to Marcus as soon as he walked through the door of the station behind his wife, who was still very much out of sorts. She headed right to her desk, and Harold flicked his gaze over to her. He never showed what he was thinking, but he had evidently picked up on how off Charlotte was.
“Sure, come on in,” Marcus replied as he walked into his office. He shrugged out of his coat with the sheriff’s logo on it and put it on the coat rack, very aware of the silent treatment from his wife. He knew this was dangerous territory, filled with landmines, yet he didn’t have a clue what he was supposed to have figured out.
“Thought you would want to know I had some feelers put out about Manny Meskill,” Harold said. “You wanted me to do some digging
