Chapter Eleven
Marcus was sitting on the edge of his desk when Charlotte walked into his office.
“What do you want to do about Eva?” she said. “She was asking about Reine again this morning when I dropped her off at school. She asked if she could call her mom, where her mom was living, and if she could go there and see her. I don’t know what to tell her, Marcus. I see that desperation in her eyes. I haven’t seen her so unsettled in a long time. Damn Reine for coming back and doing this to Eva!”
He was staring at the file Harold had given him, the image of the man he suspected was starting the fires. He handed the mug shot and file back to Harold, knowing his deputy would handle it while Charlotte was venting.
“You bringing him in?” was all he said to Harold, who dragged his gaze from h
