“Looks to me like he was more likely to have had a heart attack and fallen into the river,” Kellan added.
“Witnesses said he jumped,” Eli told him.
Hmm. Maybe. Kellan wasn’t so sure.
“Don’t you think it’s weird that first Governor Raynor died of a heart attack and then the lieutenant governor committed suicide. Within what? A year of each other?” Kellan said.
“Well, yeah. But it’s politics, right? Stranger things have happened.”
That was true.
Suddenly, the news report showed older video footage of Bridges with a far younger woman.
“Wait . . . is that the same girl that was taking a photo in front of the Haven sign earlier?” Eli asked.
“It definitely looks like her,” Kellan replied. Although the girl on the television looked more polished and . . . removed.
Her face was expressionless. As though she was moving through the motions. She barely looked around her. And she seemed to keep a distance between herself and her father.
“Doesn’t look like there’s much father-daughter love there,” Kellan said.
“You think so?” Eli asked. “I mean, it’s hard to tell off a short bit of footage.”
“What do you think she was doing on the outskirts of Haven?” Kellan asked. “Why would she come here?”
“Maybe she’s passing through. Who knows?”
Kellan wanted to know. And he didn’t like the surge of curiosity he felt. He didn’t want to think about that girl or what she was doing or why she didn’t want to be around her father.
Had he hurt her?
None of your business. She’s not your problem.
“Let’s go,” Kellan said. “This has nothing to do with us.”
But the problem was that Kellan liked nothing more than to solve a mystery and he knew this would eat away at him.
They headed out of the hotel and started running through the streets of Haven. There were more people here because of the rodeo the next town over.
He didn’t like that.
Of course he didn’t like when it was quiet either.
“Stop scowling so much, everyone is going to think you’re in a bad mood,” Eli told him.
“I’m always in a bad mood. And I don’t care what they think.”
Eli sighed as they headed down a side street. He had to get away from all of these people. They were doing his head in.
“Kellan, not this way,” Eli said, slowing down.
Kellan glanced around and blanched, seeing where he was. Shit. He hadn’t meant to come down this road.
To that fucking house.
He took a deep breath. He hated that fucking place. Last thing he wanted was to go near it. Turning, he headed back toward the town. This time, he paid more attention to his surroundings.
Not paying attention was a dumb, rookie move that could get him killed.
