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“Don’t worry.” I smiled. “I won’t write anything that isn’t true. Speculation is just that.”
Her face paled. “Really. I’m sure he wasn’t married. And she was wonderful. Truly.”
“I’m sure you’re right. Thanks again.”
She went to her door, quickly disappearing inside with the stroller. Probably scared she’d stick her foot in her mouth again.
Dash and I didn’t stay longer. We both walked silently to the bike, not talking until my helmet was on.
“Well, that was interesting,” I said quietly. “Turns out Amina had a regular visitor on the weekends.”
“I heard that.”
“Do you know where your dad has been most weekends?”
Dash’s jaw ticked. “He didn’t kill her.”
“I’m not saying that.” I frowned. “But I think we’d better find out exactly how long your dad has been having sex with Amina Daylee. And if it wasn’t him, then she did have a boyfriend. I wonder how he’d react to learning she’d gone to Clifton Forge and hooked up with your dad.”
“Sounds like we need to track down a boyfriend.”
“Yes, we do.”
Dash straddled the bike. “Good thing the neighbor showed. Otherwise this would have been a wasted trip.”
“We got lucky.” I settled behind him. “And we were lucky the house was listed too so we could get inside.”
“What were you going to do if it hadn’t been listed?” he asked over his shoulder.
I shrugged. “Pick the lock on the front door or break in through a window.”
Dash’s eyes crinkled at the sides as a slow grin spread across his lips. Then he burst out laughing, the sound echoing across the block as his shoulders shook. “God, you’re fucking amazing. Too bad you don’t like me.”
“That’s right. I don’t like you.” Not at all.