Chapter 5

"Yes."

The line went silent for several seconds.

Then I heard Reed pacing through the house.

"Because of Thanksgiving dinner?"

"No."

"Then it's the trip," he said immediately. "Camille, that trip was for the twins. It wasn't some vacation for me and Maren."

Even now, he was still defending each thing separately.

The food had been a mistake.

The door code was for convenience.

The late-night call had only been about old memories of the twins.

The hotel suite was about saving money.

He never wanted to look at all of it together.

"None of it sounds like much by…