Matt didn’t contact her. Ada tried to ring him, but her phone was only holding the charge when it felt like it. Stupid technology. The instant she plugged in her phone, it beeped several times, signaling texts from Matt.
Spoken to cops. Will tell all once I arrive home.
A later text said, Stopping by Walsh property first.
After working in the field for most of the day, sweat tickled Ada’s skin and prickled at her nape. She jumped in the shower and changed into shorts and a T-shirt in deference to the warm evening. Afterward, she sat on the deck with an orange drink. Ice cubes tinkled as she drank.
A loud gunshot echoed through the valley without warning. Ada flinched, fear sending an arctic chill down her spine. She leaped to her feet, gaze scanning her surroundings. A flock of birds s
