Chapter 15
Days turned into weeks, and slowly but surely Teague managed to put everything that happened in Faircrest behind him. When he thought of Hoyt, it was a combination of wistfulness for what could never be, and tenderness as he wondered if the detective had found someone who would make him happy. Teague hadn’t, but then he wasn’t looking. “Confirmed bachelor and likely to remain that way,” he’d think so often that he finally convinced himself it was true.
Then, when he opened his mail one Thursday morning, he found a summons to report to the county court house in Faircrest the following Monday as a witness in the trial of Bradley Irwin.
“There goes time I can’t really afford to lose,” he muttered, shoving the summons back into the envelope and pushing it to one side of his desk.
