Iâd just come on in.â No sarcasm, no in-your-face attitude. Just fact.
That was a trait she was more comfortable with.
Relaxing, she settled in her chair. âI guess we need to plan out our day.â
âIâve got some ideas. Do you mind if I run them by you?â
Asking her permission? This she didnât remember. Suspicious, she eyed him. Then offered a shrug. âSure. Fire away.â
A warm smile creased his cheeks and crinkled his eyes. Familiar attraction zinged, and Catelyn deliberately stomped on it.
âFirst of all, I want to get a record of Zacharyâs text messages. Then, I thought we might make our way over to the crime lab and see if we can light a fire under someone. I want those DNA results back.â
âI checked on Zachary this morning and heâs still unconscious. Heâs got some pretty serious neurological stuff going on. Swelling on his brain and fluid. Theyâve even put him on a ventilator.â She shook her head. âTheyâre not sure if heâll ever wake up. The principal of the school and Coach Dillard are letting the students organize a fund-raiser for medical expenses for Zachary. The deaf school offered its services, too. Apparently, Alan is well liked in the deaf community, thanks to his having deaf parents.â
Joseph nodded. âThatâs a great thing to do and itâll give the students something constructive to focus on. Theyâve got to be traumatized by all thatâs happened over the last few days.â
âTo say the least. The school counselors are working overtime right now, talking in the classrooms, counseling friends of Tracy, Kelly and Zachary. Theyâre doing all they can do. Theyâve even called in some outside help, so thatâs good.â
âIâm glad to hear that. I just hope someone is helping the Merritt family. To have something so awful happen to two of your childrenâ¦itâs beyond my imagination.â
Sympathy clouded her gaze for a brief moment. She noddedand said, âI want to know what it is those two kids knew that someone was willing to commit murder in order to keep it secret.â
âAnd I want to talk to Kelly Franklinâs brother today, too. His name is Billy. Letâs see if he can shed some light on his sisterâs disappearance.â
âSound like weâve got our game plan.â
âOh, and Alonsoâs got a baseball game tonight. Iâm planning on catching it if you want to join me.â
Speechless for a moment, Catelyn processed his statement. Gathering her wits, she shrugged. âWeâll see.â
He raised an eyebrow, but didnât comment on her evasiveness.
As they headed out, Catelyn ignored the excitement building within her at the thought of spending so much time in Josephâs company. Excitement or no, she reminded herself that this was the man whoâd broken her heart two years ago and there was no way she was trusting him with the pieces ever again.
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Pulling into the parking lot of the building that housed the local crime lab, Joseph pondered the situation silently while Catelyn called Billy Franklinâs mother to ask for permission to visit him at the school, assuring the woman that Billy was in no way considered a suspect, but they just wanted to see if he had anything else to add that might help them find his sister. Sometimes people remembered things later. After the dust settled, and the adrenaline wore off.
Tracy had been killed, and Kelly had disappeared. Why?
What did Tracy know that was worth killing for? Had Kelly been at the scene? Had she witnessed the murder and fled? Was she hiding out? Or had she witnessed it and been taken against her will? And why hadnât the killer just killed her, too? Or had he and they just hadnât found her body yet?
Sighing, Joseph waited until Catelyn hung up from a secondcall before swinging his long frame from the car. âWho was