Haven of Swans by Colleen Coble

Author:Colleen Coble
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Thomas Nelson
Published: 2017-04-02T16:00:00+00:00

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Once he’d come to the unwelcome realization that his hands were tied on the investigation, Nick jogged to the lawyer’s office but missed Eve. When he tried to call her at the house, he was dumped into Bree’s voice mail, so he spent the long day watching Jason cast the skull. It came out a little lopsided, and Nick wondered how this guy had even gotten the job.

If he dared leave Jason alone with the skull, he would have walked around town looking for Eve.

Nick glanced out of the van but saw no one he recognized among the people who had gathered at the sight of the news crew. He would have welcomed a distraction from Jason’s ineptitude. Sighing, he cast his gaze back on the bust.

Jason wiped wet plaster from his hands. “Once this is hardened, I can start putting on clay. Maybe tomorrow.”

Tomorrow. No wonder the bust looked odd. While Nick sometimes got impatient with Oliver’s meticulous attention to detail, it was necessary. Though he was tempted to say something, Nick held his tongue and glanced at the reporters.

The pair looked as if they’d been in a food fight. Bits of plaster clung to their clothing and hair. A streak of white stretched across the woman’s left cheek. But her eyes shone, and she still used her hands to punctuate her words. Nick thought she would have kissed Jason if she thought she could get away with it.

“This is so exciting,” she gushed. “You’ll be famous, Jason.” She looked to the photographer. “Did you get enough pictures?”

I took 100 pictures,” the photographer said, his shoulders drooping and fatigue pulling at his lips.

“Perfect. When can I see them?”

He looked at his watch. “It’s nearly six. I can email them to you tomorrow.

He looked at his watch. “It’s nearly six. I can email them to you tomorrow. “Tonight,” she said in a hard voice.

He must have been used to her demands, because he just nodded and stumbled out the back door of the van.

Nick wondered how hyped she’d be about this process when it failed to bring an identification. Once Jason made the model, he could get the skull to Oliver. Oliver would redo it the right way.

But how long would it take before Jason let loose of it? Nick sighed and ran his hand around the neck band of his T-shirt. His stomach made a low growl, and he realized he hadn’t eaten since the beef pasty around ten. He glanced at Jason, who stood talking with the female reporter. Ogling was more like it. Nick rolled his eyes and hopped out of the van.

Music rolled in bright waves from somewhere, maybe a nearby park. The music was an interesting blend of folk and string band. Must be White Water. He’d heard they were hitting town. He walked to his SUV, jabbed in the key, and gunned it for the lighthouse. He felt faintly miffed that Eve hadn’t called him all day. Didn’t she realize he was as concerned

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