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He asked her a few more questions, she answered them and then her phone went off. “I’m sorry,” she said. She silenced it without looking. He was impressed.
“No worries,” he said. “I think I’m done here.”
“Oh,” she said. She stood up when he did. She looked disappointed but no reason to sit around and make small talk. It’d been close to thirty minutes already.
“I’ll reach out if I have any other questions,” he said.
He walked her out and saw one of the troopers coming in. “Hi, Luke.”
“Ivy. How are you doing?”
“Good. Much better now that I’ve talked to Brooks.”
He lifted his eyebrows over the sound of his name on her lips. She hadn’t addressed him at all and he was a little surprised she used his first name.
“He’s good like that,” Luke said, grinning. He knew it was a shot at him. He was the last person anyone would think was out to make people feel better.
“I’ll see you later,” she said and left.
“How do you know her?” he asked Luke.
Luke was walking over to his desk in the open room.
“Heather works for Blossoms.”
“Your girlfriend?” he asked.
“Fiancée,” Luke said, the grin still wide. The guy was always smiling. Brooks didn’t know anyone that happy. Though he had to say, he’d heard the rumors that when Luke was in the field and it counted, the guy was scary as fuck and dead serious. He supposed it made sense, as Luke was a sniper in the Army prior.
“Congrats,” he said.
“Yeah. Dahlia and Ivy were with us out to dinner. While I was proposing, their place was getting robbed.”
“Talk about shitty timing,” he said.
“Tell me about it,” Luke said.
He wanted to ask Luke more about Ivy—the sisters—but realized there was no reason for it other than finding out personal stuff. He could have asked Ivy himself and didn’t.
Which meant it wasn’t important to the investigation and that was where he was keeping it for now.
Even if his mind was wandering down a path it hadn’t crossed before.
6
Needed The Distraction
Two days later, Ivy walked into Foxwoods Casino with Dahlia.
She’d forgotten she had tickets to see a show. It was one of the few times she’d been able to convince her sister to go out and have some fun.
As much as she wanted to cancel and not leave the house unattended for the night, she’d told herself no. She needed the distraction.
“It’s busy tonight,” Dahlia said.
“It’s the night before Thanksgiving. Bars are always busy. It’s like family is in town and there is nothing to do the night before so people go out and drink.”
“You know this how?” Dahlia asked her.
