Cora frowns, continuing. “I don’t even know how they found her. We were inside dancing and then… I don’t know, I think she got overheated or something and came outside. But… it’s like they were waiting for her.”
I nod, “However it happened, it sounds like we both owe Roger our thanks.” I hate saying these words, and I find all of these circumstances incredibly suspicious. Cora has hit the nail on the head, and the red flags are only compounded by the fact that my brother managed to find Ella just in time to leap to her rescue. Still, I don’t want to let him on to my suspicions. If it happens the way he says, then I do owe him my thanks, and if it didn’t, I need to play my cards close to my chest in order to uncover the truth. “Brother, can you escort Cora home?”
Cora looks very reluctant
