Eleven
Celeste twisted her glass of iced tea around with her fingertips and watched over her shoulder as Pat waved farewell to the guests who’d stopped in for a quick lunch after they’d checked out of their room. He locked the main door of the Bedspread Inn’s restaurant and returned to the bar where she sat. He picked up a rag that smelled strongly of bleach and wiped down the bar.
It had been surprisingly easy to tell him every detail about her relationship with Marc, partly because she’d already revealed it to Brodie, partly because of his friendship with Bill Granger—who had, as lead detective for the Kitsap County Sheriff’s Department, been the one to oversee the investigation—and partly because he exuded a gentleness that made her feel safe.
“Until recently, you and Bill Granger we
