Читать книгу Sophie's Last Stand - Nancy Bartholomew - Страница 3
“I’d like to come by later and check on you,” Detective Gray Evans said. He tried to grin and I tried harder to resist him.
Оглавление“How about I call you?” I lied.
He nodded. He knew I was lying.
I walked him through the house to the front door, opened it and stood just inside the hallway while he said goodbye. The farther away from me he was, the less chance there was of me giving in. I forced a smile, thanked him again and closed the door.
However, deep down inside, I was thinking a fish might not need a bicycle, but it sure would enjoy a ride every now and then.
