“What was your response to that?”
He looks at Robbi again. Same thing. She nods, and then he answers, “I asked her if she wanted me to….” He hesitates, looking at Robbi again. She nods. “I, uh, asked her if she wanted me to handle that.”
“Handle that?” Shit. Is this guy incriminating himself? “What did you mean by that?”
“You know. Talk to her.”
“Talk?”
“Yeah. Talk.” He grunts, his expression stormy. “I’dneverhurt a girl.”
“Of course not, babe,” Robbi says, patting his hand. “We all know you’re a teddy bear under all that muscle.”
Bull smiles down at Robbi, but when he looks at me, he glares as he continues, “Robbi said no, and I never saw her after that night.”
“Robbi?” I look at her. “You never saw Kara after that initial sighting at Cy’s?”
“No.”
“You didn’t go to her apartment?”
“No. I wasn’t sure where she lived.” She shrugs.
“A simple search online would have given you that information.” I know because I tried it.
“I didn’t visit her. Why would I?”
Ignoring her question, I decide to change directions a little. “When did you contact Tayler about seeing Kara?”
“That night. I sent her a text.”
“Is that message still on your phone?”
Robbi nods.
“May I see the exchange?”
With a curse I can’t quite make out, Robbi reaches behind her, retrieving her phone. “I know I should make you get a warrant or something, but if this helps Tayler….”
I can’t address that comment until I’ve seen the messages.
Robbi clicks around on her phone until she finds what I need. She hands it to me, and I begin to read as Finch leans in to read over my shoulder.
I hate that.
Robbi:Yo. I just spotted that bitch Kara at Cy’s.
It looks as though Tayler replied right away.
Tayler:What the hell? Seriously?
Robbi:Seriously.
Tayler:Is she still there?
Robbi:No. She saw me and left.
Tayler:I thought her father promised he’d keep her out of Ames.
