A three AM phone call about a locked room changed everything

her left ear and twisting it twice. “You know how Alan is with the staff at the real estate office. He helps everyone.”

“He lied about being in Toledo, Stacey,” I said, sitting on the very edge of her matching armchair. “He told me he had meetings all day.”

“He probably just did not want you to worry about him doing heavy lifting with continue reading …