roots that got Richard.
Daphne stepped into the room. “Has there been any news?”
Now, there was class and breeding, a woman who had it all. How he wished Marisa had made such a good choice.
“I’m afraid not,” Richard answered. “The weather is still a factor.”
Marisa wiped away a tear and looked at Daphne. “You’re taking this very well.”
“Of course. It’s not going to do me any good to fall apart.”
“Yes. Heaven forbid,” Marisa said and walked out.
Colter twisted his hat. “Her brother and her best friend are probably dead, so you can understand her state of mind.” He placed his hat on his head. “Or maybe not.” Saying that, he followed Marisa.
“What did he mean?” Daphne asked.
“Never mind. Everyone is a little emotional.” Richard walked to her. “How are you, my dear?”
“I’m okay.” She glanced at her watch. “I have an interview at a TV station in about an hour, so I better go.”
“Do you think that’s wise?”
“It’s better than them hounding me. I’ll give them an interview and they’ll leave me alone.”
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