“Yeah,” I said, taking the picture from him.
“How did she die?”
“She was beaten and strangled. They found her body six months after she disappeared at the falls.”
“And they never found her killer?”
“Nope. It’s been twenty-five years.”
An emotion flickered across his face, but before I could dig any deeper, Parker walked into the room, sighing as he flopped down on the bed beside all my work.
“Everything okay?”
“You mean other than the fact that Knight turned our house into a bunker?”
“Is there still a killer robot?”
“Yes,” he sighed. “Thankfully, he put a few more safeguards on it.”
“So, it won’t blow up our house again?”
He craned his neck to look at me. “I didn’t say that.” Shoving to his elbows, he jerked his head at Wes. “What do you want for dinner?”
He shrugged, looking uncomfortable as hell to even be asked such a simple question.
“I could kill for some Chinese food,” I murmured, thinking of fried rice and wontons.
“I’ll phone the mayor in the morning and ask her to get on it,” Parker smirked. “Surely, someone around here can open a restaurant.”
“That won’t help me tonight.”
“Well, the closest town is forty minutes from here.”
I sat up, walking over to my closet.
“What are you doing?”
Grabbing a sweater, I tugged it over my head. “Getting ready. It’s cold outside.”
His eyebrows shot up. “You want to drive forty minutes for Chinese food?”
“Want? No, but if I send you, it’ll be cold when you get back.”
“Baby, we’re not driving forty minutes for Chinese.”
She shrugged. “Okay, I’ll drive. Wes, you want to come?”
He glanced between the two of us, looking uncertain about the whole thing.
“You’re not driving out there on your own.”
“Why not?”
“Because it’s dark, and the roads might be slick.”
“I have driven in the dark before,” I grinned, loving how easy it was to egg him on. “And believe it or not, I grew up around ice and snow.”
“Blake—”
