CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR
As Sam walked out of the diner, she punched in a text message to Agent Paige …
On my way to the fishing pier. Hope to find Brandon there.
She didn’t know whether it was important to keep Agent Paige informed of her whereabouts. But it seemed like the right thing to do, since Agent Paige had been kind enough to allow Sam to go look for Brandon in hopes of clearing her father.
She remembered her phone call from Brandon. He’d just called to check in on her, he’d said, which had seemed kind of him. But when she’d mentioned that her father was a suspect, he’d sounded alarmed …
“That’s impossible, Sam. Your dad couldn’t have committed those murders. In fact I know …”
But he’d balked at telling her …
“I’m sorry, it’s nothing. I … misspoke.”
He hadn’t even told her wher
