A Delicate Lie

“Stop,” Ronan interrupted. “You're overthinking, Cora.”

“Who's the girl who answered the phone?”

Cora refused to let the matter go. Ronan massaged his temples and came up with a lie. “It wasn't a girl. It was one of my buddies. His voice's a little delicate, that's all.”

Shocked by the revelation, Cora stepped on the brake, causing the car to come to an abrupt halt. A hint of surprise surfaced in