CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
After Ray left, I washed the dishes and looked up Ryan Bledsoe online. When I called, a woman I figured was his wife answered, sounding breathy and distracted. I explained who I was and what I wanted, and she told me Ryan wasn’t there.
“Could I leave a message?” I asked. On the other end, I could hear a child babbling in the background …
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