CHAPTER NINETEEN
It was dark by the time Riley drove up to her house, and she felt distinctly uneasy. She more than half wished she weren’t getting the weekend off. With the spare time, she was sure to obsess about Shane Hatcher’s riddle and she still had no idea what to make of the Shakespearean line he had texted her.
She probably wouldn’t be able to solve the thing. That would be the worst of it.
I’d be better off working, she thought.
When she opened her front door and stepped inside, the first thing she saw was April rushing toward her, jumping up and down. Her daughter’s eyes were wild with alarm.
“Mom! Oh my God! You’re home! I thought you’d never get home!”
Riley was startled. Had there been some catastrophe since she’d been gone?
“What’s the matter?” she asked.
“You’re lat
