The Captain I Married by Chance novel Chapter 68

Nathan didn’t look like someone who couldn’t afford a car.

“Well… we’ll see.”

Seeing that he didn’t seem to want to talk about it, Nora dropped the subject.

After all, whether he bought a car or not was his business, and she wasn’t about to meddle.

“Do you find this troublesome?”

Nathan suddenly asked, as if he had misinterpreted her silence.

Nora jumped, quickly shaking her head. “No, why would I?”

“I used to give colleagues rides all the time. It’s no big deal.”

She thought that would be the end of the topic.

But then Nathan asked another question. “Do a lot of people carpool with you?”

Why did that question sound so strange?

Nora thought for a moment, then shook her head. “Not that many, really. Just… colleagues hitching a ride occasionally.”

“Sometimes, when I’m too tired, I don’t feel like driving either, so I’ll catch a ride with someone else.”

Nathan’s brow twitched.

“So what kind of car do you like?”

“Comfortable seats, a good sound system, and most importantly, the back seat has to be big and spacious.”

Nathan’s expression slowly changed. “Spacious? What for?”

“Moving bodies, of course,” Nora said.

“Sometimes we have to personally pick up specimens or bodies transported from out of town. I did that a lot when I first started.”

“Or picking up special samples. Once there was a head that was smashed to bits, transported from the next city over. They used one of those large containers that wouldn’t fit in the trunk, but we couldn’t use a regular truck. And of course, the specialized refrigerated van was broken. So I had to go pick it up myself with the AC blasting on its lowest setting.”

“Do you know how smashed it was?”

Nora picked up a few crumbs from her rice ball and held them up for Nathan to see.

“This smashed.”

Nathan glanced at it out of the corner of his eye and said, unfazed, “A revenge killing.”

Nora felt a bit awkward. As she got out of the car, she tried to backtrack, “Um… just forget about what I said earlier.”

Nathan glanced at her and said casually, “It’s fine. I’ve seen just as many bodies as you have.”

“Sometimes the crime scene is scarier than the body itself.”

Nora had a moment of realization.

Right.

As the star detective, Nathan had solved countless cases.

He had probably seen far more gruesome crime scenes than she had.

Nathan glanced at Nora. “Go on up. I have something to do this afternoon, so we need to have a quick meeting this morning.”

Nora instinctively agreed and followed him.

A few steps later, she felt that something was off.

“You have something to do this afternoon, too?”