Facade of Love

Chapter 304 Visiting Charlie

Idris was trying to soothe my fears, I knew. I nodded, my gaze falling as I whispered, “Has Renata been laid to rest?”

“No,” Idris replied, shaking his head. “Her body is still at the station. It’s a murder case, and she was sent by Capital City to help out with the investigation here in Lake City. They haven’t gone public with her death yet, so the funeral will have to wait.”

The realization struck me then: Renata had been sent to look into Noah’s case, and right after it wrapped up, she was killed.

This whole thing..

“Don’t let your thoughts run wild,” Idris said, as if he could sense the turmoil inside me. His voice was low and calm, a sound that filled the space around us. “Renata’s death was just a tragic fluke. It’s got nothing to do with you.”

“What did Officer Jackson want with you?” I eyed him curiously as he began to speak. Officer Jackson had just been outside my hospital room, and to be clear, he was not there for Idris, but he was looking for me. It was merely that Idris was there at the time, which was why he managed to send Officer Jackson on his way.

Idris’s lips tightened, his handsome, dark eyes thoughtful. “He was not looking for me. We just bumped into each other at the hospital.”

That explanation could work, but I was not buying it.

him further. I gave a small nod

nodded. “Yeah, she’s doing a lot better. Her sleep has been fitful, but

fingers. “Did Grandma know you were

“Mhm.”

soft,

his

taken aback by my reaction, his brows knitting together. “Is something wrong?” After pausing for a few seconds, I wondered if

a slight nod, clearly curious about where I was going with this. “Is

a little flip, and I quickly covered it up. “No, just wondering. Oh, and I

twitch, probably thrown off by the sudden jump in our chat. He was the strong, silent type,

along with my change of subject.

nod. “Yeah, just wanted to check

me with those deep, dark eyes. “Interested in

really, but I’m not totally against it either. There’s so much out there we can’t see with our own eyes. 1 can’t dismiss it just because I haven’t experienced it personally, but I’m not devout either. I’m open–minded, but skeptical. I’ll just go

the arrangements. Grandma might want to

the topic of Lorrell. The cold was seeping in from outside, and after sitting for a bit, I started