Colton Copycat Killer. Marie Ferrarella
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Maybe even lower.”
“Haven’t lost that charming touch of yours, have you?” Trevor laughed.
“No occasion to,” Sam answered and it seemed to Trevor that his younger brother wasn’t really kidding.
Walking into the church proper again, Sam saw the wedding guests were growing somewhat restless as they sat in the pews. He assumed a number of them had been interviewed by now, but everyone was being detained until the last statement was taken.
Sam looked around for Annabel, the person he had temporarily put in charge of this phase. Spotting her, he called his sister over to him.
Annabel was wearing a light blue cocktail dress and looked less like a police officer than usual. At the moment, she was in the middle of questioning one of the wedding guests. She paused when she saw Sam waving her over.
“Be right back,” she said to the older woman, patting her hand. With that, she made her way over to her brother. The first word out of her mouth was, “Anything?”
“I was going to ask you the same thing.”
Annabel was a great deal more loquacious than he was and she had the ability to get people to talk to her. He felt certain that if any of these people had the slightest inclination to talk and “share secrets” they would do it with Annabel.
“Nobody saw anything,” Annabel replied needlessly. She did it to ensure the fact that her brother wouldn’t think she was hiding something from him.
“Didn’t think so, but it was still worth a shot. Have all the statements on my desk when you and the others get finished.” That simple act, he thought, assured him of eyestrain and a headache the size of a medium boulder.
“You got it.” There was a pause before she said, “And, Sam—”
He was developing a sixth sense about this. He knew what she was going to say before she had a chance to say it.
“Yeah, I know. You want to tell me that you’re very sorry for my loss.” He forced a smile to his lips. “Thanks.”
Annabel hesitated for a moment, debating saying anything at all. Sam was obviously steeling himself off from the events, reacting to it only as a police detective, not as anything else. But remaining silent on the subject didn’t really sit all that well with her.
“You know, you could try to look a little more broken up, all things considered,” she suggested.
“It’s all on the inside, Annabel,” he replied. “I don’t believe in putting on a show for anyone.”
“I know that, but other people don’t know you as well as the guys and I do,” his sister pointed out, referring to their other siblings.
Sam shrugged. “Other people don’t count,” he replied and, to a good extent, he meant it.
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