CHAPTER THIRTY THREE
By the time Riley pulled into the town of Innis, she was in the grip of powerful and confusing expectations.
What might she learn from Floyd Britson?
Would it help put her mind at ease?
Or would she be better off not learning it at all?
She saw that Innis was a pleasant little town littered with historical markers and other vestiges of its colonial past. The building that housed Eldon Gardens Assisted Living looked startlingly modern in the midst of older structures. It also looked more like a nice hotel than Riley had expected.
Riley parked and walked into a spacious lobby, which was decorated here and there with flower arrangements.
She approached the female receptionist and said, “I’d like to talk to a resident of yours. His name is Floyd Britson.”
The woman
