#Chapter 29 Fingerprints of the Culprit

Caleb had refused to speak to me for a few days, which I found both infuriating and slightly freeing. We needed to be working together, but with the Alpha Ball coming up so closely, it gave me a little bit more time to get my own work done to be sure it would be a success. I waved to him as I left that morning, and got only a disgruntled nod in return. I rolled my eyes, and left for the bridal shop where I had planned a meeting with Joseph. The bell on the door jingled as I entered, and I was struck with a heavy smell of roses and flowers. “Joseph?” I called, doubling over into a coughing fit. “Coming!” His voice shouted from farther inside the building. “Sorry, I know it’s strong, I had a delivery of wedding flowers this morning and I haven’t had a chance to put them in the flower cooler yet.” He appeared from behind a screen, his arms stuffed with dozens of bursting red roses. “I’ll just toss them here,” he muttered, throwing them undelicately on the waitin