Chapter 27
Ciaran glanced quickly at Madeline on the passenger side of the car. She looked calm and collected. Her hand slid inside her handbag. He shook his head and reached over, gently taking the phone from her hand.
“We’ll sort this out and get Jo back, Madeline.”
“I know.” She smiled at him, but the smile didn’t quite reach her eyes.
“Thank you for your help at the police station.” Ciaran tried to break the silence.
“I didn’t really do anything. You had everything organized. Even if the gardener had gone to the police, he wouldn’t have had a leg to stand on.”
Ciaran smiled. “It’s not me. Lindsay had it organized.”
Madeline nodded and remained silent. She didn’t seem to want to talk any further. The closer to the time Zen would call, the more Ciaran saw her wits leaving her.
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