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Who opened a safe-deposit box in my name and left me those GPS coordinates and the ring?
Who trashed Brendan Murphy’s place?
Most importantly… Who shot my father? Then tried to poison him? And why?
All this crap on my plate, plus…
I have to find the strength to break up with Callie.
God help me.
CHAPTER THREE
CALLIE
My heart thuds, pounding against my sternum, and as I look down, I swear I can see it—the quick movement of my chest.
I must be imagining things.
At least the shrieking is gone. But that brings us closer, closer, closer…to the truth.
While Karen puts away her tools, Mr. Keats pulls out the small metal container—Rory’s safe-deposit box.
“Ms. Bates and I will leave you to it,” Keats says.
“Sure,” Rory says. “Thank you. How much do we owe you for the locksmith?”
“You’ll be billed at your address on file.” Mr. Keats flattens his lips into a straight line.
I’d love to punch his smug face. We didn’t lose the damn key. It was stolen.
I inhale deeply and let it out. No time for me to get nasty.
“Thank you, Ms. Bates,” Rory says. “And thank you very much for rescuing the baby this morning.”
“All in a day’s work.” Karen smiles and hands Rory a business card. “If you ever need my services again.”
“Thank you. We don’t live in the area, but I’ll keep it anyway.” Rory shoves the card in her purse and smiles.
How is she staying so calm?
Being a performer does have its perks.
Just like being invisible has its perks.
That was my mantra in high school.
And the past displays itself before me once more.
“Are you serious?” Rory’s pretty brown eyes widen into near circles.
“I swear to God I heard it. It was Pat Lamone. Someone named Jimmy. It could have been Jimmy Dawson, but we do have a couple Jimmys here at school.”
“But only one Lamone,” Rory says.
“Right. I suppose you’ve heard about Diana Steel.”
“I’ve heard the whispers,” my sister says. “And the whispers about the reward.”
