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Оглавление“Why are you here, Trey?”
Lisa asked the question before she could stop herself.
“Uh, we’re looking for your grandfather, remember?” He was laughing at her again.
“No.” She leaned forward. The room was no longer cold, and she was warmed up from the inside out. “In Telluride. Why did you come to Colorado? You’re not from here.”
“What gave it away? The boots?” He grinned at her, stacking his feet on the old coffee table. His boots were across the room and she glanced over at them, noting the scuffed leather. Well-worn, the dark brown boots had seen better days.
“That—and the accent. Texas, right?”
“Yeah.” He stared down into his drink. Was he wondering how much to tell her? If he should lie? Was this all a lie...?
