CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
“Why make a promise I don’t want to keep?” Charlotte muttered as she circled the trunk which was still on her coffee table. She’d refrained from touching it, but the urge to open the books and magazines was hard to ignore.
Opening it would be breaking a trust. And Trev meant too much to risk it, let alone what Bryce would have to say about her interfering with yet another police investigation. Instead, she went to the back bedroom.
Rosie had insisted Charlotte have an earlier day after her long night and now she was at a loose end. From the window, all was quiet in and around the bushland. Dusk was some time away and she could get a sample of the flowers for Rosie without much effort. Taking action was a good idea. She turned to leave the bedroom and the Christmas ca
