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She smiled in hopes of softening the impact of her words, though she meant every one of them. “Most people who know my history won’t believe this, but I don’t go looking for mysteries to solve—especially now. I have a wedding to plan and I’m still recovering from that cruise. I realize that his disappearance is difficult for the people who cared about Dr. Hendricks, but I’m really not interested in pursuing this, Caro, I’m sorry.”
Looking at the pile of papers in her lapk, Caro bit her lip, her disappointment impossible to ignore. Sadie felt bad shooting down Caro's hopes, but she sincerely meant what she'd said, so she refrained from apologizing again.
“What if . . . ,” Caro said just as the silence was becoming awkward. Sadie waited for her to continue, but Caro seemed to be thinking hard about what to say, or, perhaps, whether to say it at all. Caro couldn’t know what her delays did for Sadie’s curiosity--it was getting more difficult to hold back. What if Dr. Hendricks did have a reason to disappear?
“What if what?” Sadie asked, still pulling tight on the reins of her interest.
Caro looked up from the articles she seemed to be holding tighter than before and met Sadie’s eye. “What if we already found something?”