"To our sister-in-law, of course," Karl said almost immediately. "Did you not see our brother carrying it? Do you think he would carry just any woman's scarf?"
Felix turned to him and pursed his lips.
Even Jasper pinched the space between his brows. "I think I have had enough for today. I can't take his antics anymore."
"What antics?" Karl protested. "Do you think I am joking? If I am, then tell me what you think. Whose scarf is that?"
"I think Big Brother is not the type to carry women's accessories around like that. He might have got one simply to calm Eira down," Jasper said. Then, turning to Felix, he added his reason, "Didn't you say that Eira had been missing her mother recently? It might be his way of dealing with it."
Felix's gaze remained distant as he thought back.
What Jasper said wasn't impossible to believe. But his instincts told him otherwise.
"That scarf," Felix began, his tone soft but analytical, "it looked very plain and simple."
