Though she realized he was talking to himself, Lotte couldn’t help nodding along with what he said. It was a good idea, maybe in an hour or so…and then he mentioned the basement. She froze, the light switch a few steps ahead of her forgotten as she tried to not look towards the door downstairs.
“Not much,” Lotte said, voice shaking slightly. It crossed her mind that Christine was a better actress than her and she wished she could lie as well as she did. “I’ve been down once or twice- There’s a pool which doesn’t give the right reflection – they had a party down there and some people died.” She turned back, crossing her arms under her chest. “I don’t remember much-” Ella had all but said her ‘accident’ had happened down there and Evie said her brother had been found there…and of course there had been Erik.
Attempting to look calm, instead of terrified, she met his eyes. “Why?”