Chapter 6THE GHOST PHONE DIDN’T ring again that night. Leon reheated a cup of coffee and sat at the bar, watching and waiting. Braden couldn’t think of anything better to do, so he watched too. Eventually, they chatted a bit. Next thing he knew, Ali was asleep on the couch.
At dawn, Leon decided to get a few more hours’ sleep, but before heading upstairs, he asked Braden, “Where’d you buy this thing, anyway?”
“We stopped at an antiques place on the way up,” Braden said, feeling self-conscious about his answer, because it implied that he hadn’t been thinking about Father’s Day prior to setting off. And that wasn’t at all the case.
“Let’s head over there tomorrow,” Leon suggested. “We’ll talk to the owner, see if they’ve got any information about where the phone is from.”
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