Alastair
I was surprised to see Cole – AKA Miller – sitting on the couch next to Sandra. I then took notice that Sandra looked pale and out of it. Erik took Naomi from me and the two cuddled up on the couch.
“Ok, what is going on?” I asked as I looked at each of them. Naomi had her face buried against Erik’s chest and the man himself was avoiding my gaze. Sandra was of no help, so I faced Cole. “Tell me,”
“I had a buddy keeping an eye on Bob,” he said, and I frowned. Was this about Naomi’s father? “He was murdered a few hours ago,”
“M-mu-mur-murder-murdered?” I stammered as I fell back onto the armchair. Cole nodded and the grim look on his face told me that it was bad.
“He…Bob…he…crossed paths with Hadley Morrison,” Cole explained, and I groaned. “Bob’s gambling…his addictions, it
