The Quiet Sister✔️

18. Nola Solves the Case

Laying alone in her bed at Brendan's place while he was out late on a date, she happened upon the new reality show featuring her ex.

The Riyah Loves Tone Show.

Great!

She rolled her eyes but had to watch the madness. That was when she saw Riyah announce to the world that she was pregnant with his child. That made her sit up in the bed.

What?

He just met the little skank. How were they moving in together when she was pregnant? It had to be fake for the show. She did not look pregnant. She knew that was dumb to think soon as she thought it because you did not have to look pregnant to be pregnant. But really, how did this happen?

It felt like just yesterday she was with Tone, hugging him and kissing him. He claimed to be so heartbroken but he moved on so fast.

She cut the TV off.

She needed to focus on the case anyway. That last note. After analyzing it and finding no prints, they did figure out that the mailman delivered the note. He said it was given to him and he was told to drop it off there. That was against the law for them to do, but he claimed the woman paid him a lot of money to do it.

To protect his job, he agreed to look at pictures of all of Brendan's female co-workers. So far, nothing.

She wondered how Brendan's date with the perky Sara was going. Probably would be his girlfriend soon. And then they would be engaged. Probably have a summer wedding by next summer. She would get pregnant on their honeymoon. Buy a nice big house with a white picket fence and live happily ever after.

Why was she thinking about this?

It was late, but she could not sleep so she went down to the kitchen to see what food she could snack on in the kitchen. Her body was a machine, food was only fuel to her, but she did like the occasional treat. She found a tub of ice cream in the freezer and pulled it out.

Spoon in hand, she leaned over the counter and started to eat it right there. Rocky Road ice cream, which happened to be her favorite. It was a little after midnight when the alarm system beeped acknowledging that Brendan was home and pulling into the garage which was connected to the kitchen.

Brendan walked in and saw her standing there and grinned. He grabbed a spoon and stood next to her to dig into the ice cream with her.

"Found my stash."

"How did the date go?" Why did she even ask because she could care less. Then again, Sara was still a suspect. Hide in plain sight could be what she was doing.

Brenden scooped up a big scoop of ice cream before he said anything. "Just a date with a co-worker. Nothing exciting."

"Well, she is totally into you."

"I am not into her. Not my type."

"Oh." She looked exactly like his type. Nothing like her.

"I like the quiet, broody type that packs a gun."

She turned and raised an eyebrow at him. "Huh?"

"Want to go on a date with me?"

She stood straight up and dropped her spoon on the counter. "You know I can't go on a date with you. I'm here on a case. I work for you, I'm trying to keep you safe from someone harassing you."

"Yes but...until then..." he moved closer about to kiss her, but she moved away from him.

"Don't do that! I'm going to my room. Goodnight Brendan."