She sat down next to him and pulled up the last of the photos she meant to show him. The one Ryan had brought to her this morning.
“He found this among his things at Nate Rancor’s house—the guy who was found dead this morning,” she said. “That’s the three of us in high school. I’m circled, Alicia is crossed out.”
TJ whistled and barely glanced at the photo, before fixing her with the most exasperated look she’d ever seen on his face.
“Do I need to be worried about you, Lynn?” he asked. “I told Grimes to lay off and let you stay on the case, but maybe he’s right in wanting to pull you off. This is some worrisome going rogue crap, you hiding all these things.”
She sighed and laid her phone screen down on the desk. “I think someone is trying very hard to make me and everyone else suspect
