[COMPLETED] When down on her luck, Abby Redding lands a position as the personal assistant for wealthy businessman Alex Carter, her first assignment is to fix up his new cabin in a remote town.
Things don't go as planned when an unsolved murder and...
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"Not her biological father? What are you talking about?" Abby asked, sliding the photo across the table and back to Alex. "Was she adopted?"
"No, she wasn't adopted." Alex picked up the picture and sighed before placing it back into the album, smoothing the clear film over the photo.
Abby placed the photo album she was holding on the table. "Then what do you mean by saying she wasn't his daughter?"
"For now, that's not important. What's important is that we find out what happened here twenty-five years ago."
"Twenty-five years ago? Mr. Carter, that's a long time. Is it possible to look up the old police reports?" Abby asked as Alex pulled a few more pictures from the albums.
"That's not an intelligent question, is it? Considering who is currently in charge of the local authorities, it wouldn't be wise to go to them."
Abby's head jerked back in surprise. "You think the sheriff had something to do with his wife and daughter being murdered? Do you think he purposely covered his crimes?"
"I'm not sure of anything at this point. If Don Caldwell did have something to do with my sister being murdered, it wouldn't be outside the realm of possibility that he purposely doctored the reports, would it? It'd be another case of someone in authority abusing their power."
Abby frowned, thinking of her ex-boyfriend, Bryce. He was one who definitely abused his authority over her. "Okay, I'm in. I'll help you. If the sheriff ends up being a murdering pile of garbage, it'll be nice to see you take out the trash."
Alex chuckled. "Take out the trash?"
Abby nodded. "I said what I said. We're partners now."
He raised an eyebrow. "You do realize that you get paid to assist me, right?"
"I'm supposed to get a check for assisting you with your daily tasks not for solving murders that happened before I was born," she said corrected him. "Luckily, I'm willing to add investigator to my job description."
Alex cleared his throat before crossing his arms and hitting her with an irritated expression.
"Sorry," she whispered.
His irritated expression was quickly replaced with confusion. "Why are you apologizing?"
"Because you looked angry."
"You're always apologizing," he remarked, twisting his mouth in thought. "Do you feel guilty?"
"About what?"
He didn't answer which made Abby come up with several possibilities in her head.
Being a failure? Losing my family? Murdering Bryce?
"About whatever it is you're sorry for?" Alex answered.
Abby bit her bottom lip. How could she explain to Alex that it was second nature to apologize without appearing weak?
