CHAPTER EIGHT
I spent most of the next day tracking down the list of friends of Sienna and Bailey Reid to whom I had not yet talked. I found some of them but got nothing useful from any of them. The only person left on the list Tracy Reid had given me I thought it essential to contact was Melissa Stapleton, the girl’s biological mother.
Adrian had told me his ex-wife had reclaimed her maiden name, Stapleton, after the divorce. Beyond that and the fact she lived in Palm Springs, information on Melissa was scarce. No one knew her phone number or address, except her daughters, who were unavailable for me to ask. I’d checked all my usual online databases for a phone number but had come up empty. Unlike the rest of us, it seemed rich people could keep their private phone numbers private. I ca
