"Your boyfriend," Damien clarified. "The one who was here last weekend. Are you expecting him again?"
"He is not my boyfriend. And no, I am not expecting him." Of course, she had not expected him last week either, but at least then she had told him beforehand that she was going to be here. Today, it would take almost supernatural powers to find her. That realization was a little uncomfortable, not because she suspected Damien of anything in particular, other than of trying to flirt with her under circumstances when he really should not be, but because two women were dead and she did not want to end up as third time unlucky.
For a second Sarah thought about asking Damien to stay, but then common sense prevailed. She would just use the phone to call someone as soon as he left. And if she k
