Return To Sender (The Hart Brothers #2) - J. S. Cooper Page 0,52

waterfall and hit his head on a rock, but...”

“But what?”

“His body was never found.”

“Oh wow.”

“Yeah and get this, there was a reporter who wondered if Joseph Hart was actually murdered...by one of his sons.”

“Oh no way.” My eyes widened and my heart started beating fast.

“Supposedly they’d all had an argument about something and next thing you know he was dead.”

“Oh shit.”

“And the investigative reporter was Misha Waterman. Remember I told you about her before?”

“Oh yeah, her name does sound familiar.”

“And Savannah,” Lucy’s voice dropped. “Don’t go crazy, but I have something to tell you?”

“What?”

“Misha got an undercover job to investigate the possible murder.”

“Okay?” I was starting to feel sick.

“She got a job as Wade’s assistant.”

“She was his assistant?” I rubbed my forehead. “Where is she now? What happened?”

“So get this. She quit her job as a reporter and she is no longer working for that newspaper.”

“Where is she now?”

“I can’t find any information for her online. She’s not on LinkedIn, she’s not on Facebook.” Lucy shook her head. “She seems to have just disappeared off the face of the earth.”

“Where did she go?”

“Maybe she didn’t go anywhere, Savannah. Maybe she’s still in this house.”

“You’re scaring me, Lucy.”

“What if she found out that Wade had killed his dad and then he killed her? What if she’s buried in the basement?”

“No.” I shook my head vehemently. “There’s no way. Wade is not a killer.”

“Savannah, I know you don’t want to think he could be a bad guy, but we have to face facts.”

“I have slept with him, Lucy. I’ve looked into his eyes as he’s been inside of me. He’s not a killer. I know it in my bones.”

“You want to know it.”

“No, I know it.” I jumped up. “He didn’t kill his dad.”

“It would all add up, Savannah.”

“All we know is that the father died by jumping off a cliff.” I shrugged. “There is nothing to indicate that Wade pushed him.”

“Maybe that’s why they never found a body? Maybe there was a struggle?”

“You need to stop thinking with your filmmaking brain, Lucy. This isn’t a thriller on Lifetime. This is real life. Wade didn’t kill his dad. He had no reason to kill his dad.”

“Maybe he was pissed because he found out that his dad was cheating on his mom. Maybe he was pissed because he realized he didn’t have a relationship with her due to his father’s actions. Maybe it wasn’t on purpose. Maybe it was an accident.”

“That’s a lot of maybe’s, Lucy.” I shook my head. “It’s not possible. Wade could never do such a thing.”

“But if he did, and you were to find out and go to the police, that would ruin him, Savannah. He would be jailed. That would be it. You could destroy his life.” Lucy threw her hands up in the air. “It makes sense, Savannah. I feel it in my bones.”

“So then we should leave.” I crossed my arms. “Let’s pack our bags and leave now. If you think he’s a murderer then we need to go.”

“What?” Her eyes narrowed. “We can’t just leave. We need to figure out what’s the truth...” She sighed. “Okay fine. So maybe I don’t have it down exactly.”

“Wade is not a murderer.” I said stubbornly. “I don’t care what you think. One thing I know for sure is that he’s not a murderer. Do you also think Henry is hiding the fact that his brother is a murderer? You think he’s okay with it?”

“No.” She shook her head slowly. “I don’t think so.”

“So there’s more to the story.”

“We need to find that reporter. We need to find Mischa.”

“How the hell do we find her?”

“I can try calling the newspaper and see if I can get her contact info. I’ll say I’m a headhunter or something.”

“Okay.”

“And you need to ask Wade again, what happened to her and where she went.”

“He doesn’t know.”

“Prod him. Ask him what happened lightly.”

“Ugh, I don’t know. That makes me nervous.”

“Savannah, don’t you want to know the truth.”

“I do.”

“Don’t you think it’s suspicious that a reporter started to investigate him and the death of his father and now she’s just disappeared?”

“We don’t know if—.”

“Savannah!” Lucy raised her voice.

“Fine, yes, it is a little suspicious.” I relented, though I almost felt like a traitor for saying those words. “I will speak to him and see if I can get any more information.”

“Great. I should do some work.” Lucy made a face. “I have a long conference call for work tonight and I’m totally not prepared.”

“I feel