When Lory looked at me by mistake, I raised an eyebrow in skepticism. She pretended not to understand what I was implying while furrowing her brow in confusion. But after that, she deliberately leaned away from Francis.

Was there more going on between the two of them than I initially believed? Was he the unidentified man from the phone call?

As soon as dinner was finished, I sprang up and caught her arm to prevent her from escaping. In order for us to talk alone, I brought her into the kitchen.

"What is happening between you and Francis?"

She shook her head. "Nothing." I could tell she was lying when...