We’ll have to cook our own meals from tomorrow.”
He went inside before Shanal could realize he’d completely avoided answering her question. But he hadn’t counted on her dogged determination to see things to an end. He should have known better. It was what made her a good research scientist, but not necessarily good company right now.
“What was it that you didn’t say to me at the time, Raif? Why do you dislike him so much?”
“It doesn’t matter now.”
“I’d like to know.”
He set the microwave to reheat and popped the covered casserole dish inside before straightening to face her.
“He killed Laurel,” he said simply.
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