CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Still shaken from hearing Ethan’s voice on the phone, Ashley traveled up the tree-lined driveway to the lake house. She’d contacted Detective Lansing on the way and had filled him in on both the call from her ex-husband and his sighting in Mettler Ridge. With reports continuing to mount in Alabama, the detective believed Ethan was no longer in Tennessee. And there was no physical evidence tying her ex-husband to Steve’s murder which made Lansing think his killer-partner theory was viable.
Ashley wasn’t convinced.
As she approached the house, her headlights cut through the darkness illuminating the carport. The space was empty. She glanced at the clock and saw that it was almost nine. Brett was running an hour late.
When her sedan rolled to a stop, she pulled out
