The question took Lennox by surprise. She felt herself blush slightly, but she was hoping the lack of lighting in the room had covered most of it. She was also very grateful in that moment that her father had been happy enough with her vitals that morning to unplug her from the machines, otherwise Lennox was very sure that Jay would've seen her heartbeat rise on themonitor.
"I'm not one of your suspects." She said coyly, trying to cover the sudden nervousness in her voice.
"Anymore." He cocked an eyebrow at her, and she felt her throat tighten as she forced down a swallow.
She hesitated, not knowing what to say. Anything said right now would've been her trying to regain her composure, which, if she was honest, she didn't know why she'd lost.
"Chelsea what? What's her last name?"
"Daniels."
"What does she look like?"
"About...5'6, reddish hair, slim build, blue eyes."
"I thought you liked blondes."
"Likes can change."
"Uh huh. How old is she?"
"Is this supposed to be an interrogation?"
"No. Just curious. Well?"
"She's 26."
"Oh. I get it now."
"Get what?"
"Why you were arguing with her."
"How could you get that from her age?"
"She's 26, most people would consider that young, and you're a good looking guy, good enough for young girls to want to keep an eye on you. Have you been here since last night?"
At that he opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out, which gave Lennox her answer.
"You didn't go home this morning, she's mad at you." He just shook his head as he held back a smile.
"That's...I'm impressed."
"Am I right?"
"Maybe."
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What Lies Beneath The Clearing
FantasiAt just 7 years old, Lennox Rosewood suffers the most tragic experience possible - losing her mother. A day of exploring the mysterious Evergreen Forest turned out to be the last time Evelyn Rosewood would ever be seen again. After 9 years of follow...
