CHAPTER FOURTEEN
“Does Rosie have any idea what you are up to?” Charlotte grinned at Trev. His message inviting her to drive up to the Christmas Tree Farm with him was welcome. He’d filled her in on his idea of location scouting and she was more than happy to help.
“Pretty sure she suspects me of being up to something.” He turned onto the road heading out of town. “Told her I need landscaping ideas for the police station grounds.”
“Well, you do.”
“Yeah. But more importantly, I remember being up at the farm when Darcy was a kid. Before his mum left and the place was let run down. I was a few years older and there was some function up there. You’ve been to the house.”
“Nope.”
Trev shot her a look of disbelief. “You haven’t?”
“I’m familiar with the carpark and the pine forest between i
