I said to Sean as clouds gathered on the horizon, dark and threatening. Afternoon pop-up storms were supposed to stay out at sea, but if the ominous thunderheads were any indication the forecast hadn’t been accurate. We were in the car, on our way to Stoughton to pay a visit to Elliman Bay, the supervisor who’d been suspended by CFC. Aiden had come through in a big way. By the time I arrived home from my wasted trip to the CFC office, I had the addresses I needed and was eager to visit them. To continue piecing together the timeline of Kira’s last known whereabouts. My mother suggested Sean go with me and had volunteered to watch Ava and the menagerie. I wanted to say no. I really did. Because Sean was still supposed to be taking it easy. And because I also suspected Mum only suggested he go with me so she could further plan my cottage’s makeover. But I’d taken one look in Sean’s eyes and agreed. I was weak where he was concerned.
