When Secrets Kill by Zoe Carter

Author:Zoe Carter
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2017-08-31T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

There were three people at Tammy Gallagher’s funeral. Three people. Trevor could barely feel the anger at the edges of his grief. Eighteen years alive on this earth and only three people cared enough to attend her memorial service. His mother had called this morning and said she was praying for Tammy’s eternal soul, but Trevor was pretty sure he’d heard a splash in the background as if someone had jumped into a pool. He’d hung up on her.

In a black suit he’d bought an hour ago, Trevor stood between Lauren and CJ at the gravesite, a sunny spot underneath a crabapple tree a quarter mile from the farmhouse. Tammy had loved crabapple trees; one of his favorite photographs showed her at eight or nine, sitting on a branch, holding out the little round apple. She would like this spot as her final resting place, feel protected by the tree and the land on Trevor’s property.

The minister gave a nice, if short service and then it was over. Trevor let Lauren and CJ know he wanted to spend some time at the grave alone, and they headed back to the house.

He sat there, his head on his arms, for a good hour. He didn’t promise anything this time about finding her killer. He didn’t want to talk about murderers. He just wanted to be there with her, to make sure she knew that he loved her.

His phone had pinged with texts over and over this morning, and he’d silenced the ringer, but now he went through them. His squad. Fourteen troops. His sergeant. The sentiment was the same in every one: “We can’t be with you today, but we’re with you, man.”

He sat for another half hour, letting the supportive messages soothe him. Finally he went back to the house and changed into a T-shirt and jeans, dumping the suit in the trash. Lauren and CJ were sitting at the table, the basket of food Lauren had brought over untouched. She’d made a pot of coffee and they both had mugs in front of them. Trevor poured himself a cup and sat down, barely able to think, let alone talk.

“I did that with the dress I wore to my mother’s funeral,” Lauren said, upping her chin at the garbage can. “Well, I buried it in the backyard.”

CJ bit his lip. “These are my only pants that aren’t jeans. I’m gonna have to keep them.”

The kid was so damned earnest that Trevor actually smiled. “I appreciate that you were both there.”

“Of course,” Lauren said, putting her hand on his. She quickly snatched it away and picked up her mug.

Trevor took a sip of his own coffee. Focus. “Let’s square away CJ’s alibi. It’s the only way the cops will keep investigating who killed Tammy.”

“We can wait till tomorrow,” Lauren said. “Today can be about Tammy.”

“I need to do something. If we’re going to pinpoint when Tammy was killed, we need to go door to door around town and ask if anyone remembers when they last saw her.

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