Chapter 6

The message showed as read.

Elena was still smiling when my phone began to ring.

Mark.

I let it ring.

Two messages appeared.

What have you told Dylan?

Don’t say anything else. I’m coming home.

Elena’s phone began vibrating beside her plate.

Her hand moved toward it, then stopped.

“Won’t you answer?” I asked.

“It can wait.”

She turned the screen facedown.

Dylan looked between us.

“Is Dad still working late?”

“He’s coming home.”

Elena’s fork stopped.

“I thought you said your husband wouldn’t be here.”

“His plans changed,” I said.

“You didn’t tell me.”

“I only just found out.”