Chapter Thirteen
Rose had never hated not having a car more than when Heath called her to tell her his place had been broken into. He’d told her she didn’t need to come over, but of course she would. He was her brother, for God’s sake.
The bus system in Fair Haven was mediocre at best. Deciding to pay for an Uber even though she really couldn’t spare the cash, Rose arrived about fifteen minutes later at Heath’s small bungalow on the south side of town. One of the few benefits of living in a small town was that you didn’t get stuck in traffic just driving a handful of miles away.
There was a Fair Haven police car outside Heath’s house, and she approached to see Caleb Thornton talking with Heath.
“Rose! I told you didn’t need to come,” Heath admonished, but he didn’t look upset.
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