Chapter 615: Under The Rug
Gabe Frost was a lethal man, Autumn thought as she watched him clear the table. Living with him, she might just lose her sanity. He’d been teasing her relentlessly, keeping her perpetually on edge. Throughout breakfast, he’d casually taken her hand or brushed the back of it, each touch sending a jolt through her. It was like he’d set his sights on her and she was a prey that he meant to devour.
Even as she was lost in his thoughts, she suddenly felt him brush against her and jolted. There it was, the butterfly kind of touch, that made her unsure if he was deliberately teasing her or it was just an accidental touch. Her musings were broken by the ringing of the doorbell and she thanked the heavens for saving her again.
Gabe moved to answer the door, and Autumn let out a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. She watched as he opened the door to reveal an officer standing on the other side.
"Mr. Frost?" the officer asked, his expression serious.
"Yes," Gabe replied, his voice steady. "How can I help you?"
The officer glanced at his notepad before meeting Gabe’s gaze. "I’m here to ask about Gregory Savoy’s death. We have a few questions to ask of you and Mrs Autumn Frost.."
"Of course," he said, stepping aside to let the officer in. "Please, come in."
The officer entered, his eyes scanning the room before settling on Autumn. He gave her a brief nod before turning his attention back to Gabe. "Mr. Frost, can you tell me where you were on the night of Mr. Savoy’s death?"
"He was here." Autumn blurted out, worried that the Police were going to think that Gabe was responsible for everything.