In that, she was disappointed.
“So, how’d you end up here?” Trask’s voice was deceptively casual.
“Here as in Campbell Cove?”
“No, here as in a self-defense course. Picked up a stalker or something?”
Charlie slanted a look at him, wondering for a moment if he’d heard about what happened to her car the previous day. “Only you, apparently.”
“I heard you had a car accident yesterday.”
So he had heard. “Is that the sort of thing people in your department investigate, Deputy Trask?”
“Not drinking that early, were you?”
She shot him a glare. “Go to hell.”
“Something wrong here?”
At the sound of Mike’s voice, both Charlie and Trask took a step back.
“Not a thing,” Trask said, wandering away.
Mike moved closer to Charlie. “You look angry.”
“I’m fine.”
“Do you and Archer know each other?”
“Not really. Not in years.” She made herself calm down. Getting into a fight with Archer Trask after all this time was the absolute worst thing she could do if she was serious about finding the truth about Alice’s death. He’d been one of the first cops on the scene. She might end up needing his corroboration sooner or later.
Mike lowered his voice. “Has he been bothering you before today?”
She looked up sharply, realizing what he was asking. “No. No, of course not. Deputy Trask is just— No. This has nothing to do with what happened to my car. I promise you.”
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