She pulled to a stop in front of her mother’s home, her delicate features now marred by a deep frown. She opened her car door and walked up the stone pathway, for the first time noticing that the landscaping along the front of the house looked a little shoddier than usual. Some of the bushes were...
One leg—the one he had shattered during the accident—was perched on the suede ottoman in front of him. A beer, already warming to room temperature, was in one hand. He absently scratched at his beard with the edge of his remote, careful not to touch his eye patch and the sensitive tissue undernea...
Keith muttered as he turned away from Isaac’s front door. He hunched down and pulled the collar of his jacket around his ears as the rain fell overhead. This was his second time checking Isaac’s house today, confirming his suspicions. The worst-case scenario had indeed happened. The con artist he...