Broken by Rebecca Zanetti

Author:Rebecca Zanetti [Zanetti, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Zebra Books
Published: 2020-03-16T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Three

Dana’s interview the night before had gone way too late, and Wolfe was still fighting irritation the next morning that he hadn’t been allowed to go in with her.

The last thing he needed right now was to sit in a truck for hours when he should be hunting down Rock. The dream from the other night, a flashback really, stuck in him like a rusty blade he couldn’t dislodge, so he’d had trouble sleeping again.

The interview had taken so long that they’d decided to stay at his house and head to Tennessee in the morning. They’d both gone to bed and pretty much passed out, and now they had to drive straight through to get to the wedding in time.

He controlled his emotions and drove away from his house at the crack of dawn, acutely aware of Roscoe staring at him from the back seat and Dana from his side. He’d left Kat with Pippa, and the kitten had meowed out of pleasure. There was no doubt Pippa snuck him treats.

“Well?” Dana asked, dressed in cutoff shorts and a plain heather-green T-shirt for the long drive. Her legs were long and tan, and his mouth kept watering, even though her eyes were exhausted and her face pale. “I let you be quiet last night after my interview. Now it’s time you gave me the autopsy report.”

“I left it at the office,” he said, peering through the hazy day. It felt like another storm was coming.

“Wolfe,” she snapped.

He had promised. “Didn’t the police tell you anything during your interview?”

Her cute face scrunched up in pure irritation. “No. They seemed to think giving a journalist information was a bad idea.” She slipped her flip-flops off and stretched her toes, her toenails painted a pretty pink. “Although they did give me a copy of Candy’s will, which names me as Executor.”

He should’ve forced his way into the room with her. “Did Candy have an estate?”

“Some money she wanted donated to a couple of charities, and she wants to be cremated and have her ashes scattered on Dogwood Creek, where we used to go fishing. I’m pretty sure that’s illegal, but I’ll take care of it next week after the wedding.” Her voiced thickened.

There was nothing he could do to ease her pain, and his body tensed. He’d given her space the night before, when maybe he should’ve pushed her to talk, but he hadn’t wanted to tell her about the autopsy. “What all did the detective ask?”

She rocked back and forth, still wearing her seat belt. “They asked the same questions as before, and I told them everything I knew.”

His eyebrows lifted. “Even about Captive and Frank Spanek?”

“Yeah, but I left your name out of it all. They need a complete picture, and I want them to find out who killed her. Even if we find the killer, you and me, we’re going to call the police, right?” She leaned down and reached into her bag, retrieving a band to secure her thick hair in a ponytail.

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