“He thought it would be nice to get away for a few days,” Adaire said casually, and then as Beattie turned her back to grab her purse and take a seat next to me, he threw me a deep wink. Clearly, Aaran had ulterior motives, and I was this man’s fan in a big way.
Beattie was either a much better actor than I gave her credit for or she was oblivious. Either way, she was all business and had already opened her notebook and begun to jot things down. “Let’s start with our list of suspects.”
“Great plan,” Adaire said and poised his pen as well.
Meanwhile, I was still trying to catch up with what was happening, and I hadn’t even clicked open my pen. Clearly, I was behind, and I really didn’t know how to catch up except to nod, open my notebook, and put my pen tip on the paper. Hopefully, no on
