thought I’d feel that way. Now I’m kind of sad.”
“What are you doing tonight, Lindsay?” Cam asked casually as he adjusted the mirrors on the car. “Some of us are going up to The Point. You wanna go?”
“No, I’m hanging with Sara tonight. We’re getting some movies. My mom and Jack are going to dinner in Helena and I’m keeping Dougie too.”
“Sounds like fun,” Cam said with a frown. “You know they aren’t your problem now, Lindsay?”
“It’s not a problem for me, Cam,” she said with an angry look, wondering why Cam was being such a jerk over her hanging with Jace’s siblings. “What’s your problem? They just lost their brother. They need all the friends they can get.”
“I was thinking about you, Lindsay. You need a break.”
She calmed down immediately, seeing he meant nothing by it. “I like being with them. It helps.”
“Jace was my best friend, Lindsay. Don’t you think I don’t miss him too?” Cam asked and his blue eyes met hers with a sad look in them. “But I knew my buddy and he wouldn’t expect me to fall apart over this. You know it too. He wouldn’t mind you getting out once and a while.”
“Not tonight, but I’ll keep that in mind,” Lindsay said and felt a bit of relief when Cam drove away. His pressuring her to go to a party aside, she found his bouncing back so quickly disturbing. Cam wasn’t acting like he just lost his best friend. Who was she to question how someone grieved? Maybe partying eased his guilt over making Jace run him out to Marnie’s that morning.
“Lindsay! You got a phone call,” her mother called from upstairs at the door.
She went up to the apartment and took the call. It was Gary Wilson, the sheriff.
“What’s up, Sheriff Wilson?”
“Lindsay, we need you to come down to the station. We just have a few more questions. Do you feel up to it?”
“Yeah, I’ll be there in a few,” she promised. “Any leads yet?”
She heard a pause on the other end of the phone.
“We can talk about it when you get here.”
Deborah looked concerned as her daughter hung up the phone, looking past her in the kitchen to see Sara watching MTV on the couch.
“What’s going on?”
“That was the sheriff. He wants to talk to me.”
Deborah looked worried. “I hope they catch whoever did this, honey. I get the creeps every time you walk out of here.”
Lindsay did too. “I don’t care what anybody says. Jace wouldn’t pick up any hitchhiker on the highway. I don’t buy that at all.”
Deborah nodded and smiled. “Hurry back. Jack is picking me up at six.”
“You and Mr. Miller are quite the item.”
Her Mom’s look was slightly dreamy. “Jack’s a nice guy, Lindsay. He’s fun too. I can’t remember the last time I had this much fun.”
She was happy for her Mom. Meeting Jack might elbow Mr. Merriman out of the way but it was the best thing for Deborah right now.
“I don’t want Sara to know where I’m going, Mom. She’s bummed out the Alton’s bailed on her and doesn’t need this.”
Deborah nodded sadly. “I’ll tell her you went out for more munchies. Hurry back.”
Lindsay grabbed the keys and her purse. “Be right back.”
~ ~ ~
Gary watched Lindsay enter his office and smiled. She was probably the cutest girl in Little Bend. A good girl too; not like some of the ones he saw hanging out in town. She was going somewhere in life. The sadness in her eyes reminded him of why he called her here tonight. Those anguished blue eyes brought him to the questions. She sat in the chair opposite him, looking tense.
“I wanted to ask you some questions off the record, Lindsay.”
“I thought Dan was handling the case now.”
Gary smiled and sat back in his chair. “This is off the radar, Lindsay. I think we both know Dan isn’t looking in the right direction for who killed Jace.”
“What do you mean?” she asked. Her pretty face filled with unease.
“Did Jace and Cam have a fight recently? How did those
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