CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
After Rick left, making sure I bolted the door after him, I unpacked and lay down on my bed. I remembered that I had to call my mother but, just as I was about to dial her on my cell, it buzzed. The display showed an unknown number. Then I realized it was to the burner phone Brian had given me.
“You okay?” he asked when I answered.
“I’m fine. How about you?”
“All checked in at the hotel. Rick didn’t say much to me. I don’t think we hit it off.” He gave a short chuckle.
“I guess he sees you as an adversary for my attention.”
“Could be, but I think he mistrusts me, too. I wanted to ask you about Long Island. Did you get to see your dad? Have you had anymore flashbacks?”
I related my experiences at home and on the plane. When I was done, he said, “so you believe a hi
