Chapter 18
The bedroom was filled with morning light as Chris rolled onto his side and pulled the top sheet around him. After having been awake most of the night, he’d planned on staying in bed and letting the morning slip away, but now all he could think about was the angry tone in James’s voice the night before.
Chris slid his hand under the unused pillow and wished James was there. He closed his eyes and tried to block the memory of James leaving, but he still felt empty and alone. Maybe he shouldn’t have gotten so upset, but why hadn’t James told him about the tracker? If James was just trying to protect him, wouldn’t he have said something about it?
With a heavy sigh, Chris rolled onto his back and watched the ceiling fan rotate. It would be better to work on the case instead of fe
