“Perfect.”Romeo said.“Close your eyes.”
Chad did as Romeo directed.
“Breathe with me,” Romeo hugged him, tucking his face out of sight of the world.Chad breathed against him, slow and steady, until his heart calmed down.Romeo rubbed circles onto Chad’s back, waiting until he’d relaxed enough to speak again.
“Fuck,” Chad croaked, peeling his cheek from Romeo’s chest.
“What happened?”Romeo asked.
“I don’t know.”
“Do you know that man?”
“No...I don’t know...”Chad’s brow folded in pain.“Do you know him?”
Romeo’s shoulders slumped.“No.”
“I guess we’ve got to find out who he is then...”
“How?”
Chad leaned back.“We can always search for the images online, see where they came from, that’s a start.”
His eyes were bright again, determined.
“That sounds like a great idea.”
Chapter Seventeen
Romeo insisted on researchingthe woman first.
Chad gave him a look that said he knew why but didn’t protest dragging her picture from the email Chad had sent to the laptop and into the search bar first.
The results were immediate, and Chad clicked on the top one.
Tragic Murder Suicide.
