“Where were you going before I called?” Shaira asked after they were all dressed up, leaving their bedroom beside Zavier.
She had taken a cue from Zavier and dressed casually, in ripped jeans and a short sleeved turtle neck, all black.
“Nikolay came over while I was looking through the police report…”
“You got that too?” She couldn’t help interrupting, her eyes wide at all the evidence they were starting to gather after a long couple weeks of next to no progress.
“Yes but it wasn’t helpful.” He was quick to inform her, he didn’t want her to have to read through the gruesome details of her father’s murder.”
Shaira deflated at this. “Oh.”
“Nikolay was able to get a really good lead, that was what we were going to check out before you called.”
“Where is he by the way?” She asked curiou
