CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
Two Nights Later
Alexis stood at her door as Leo parked his light-blue Chevy Corolla in her yard.
Leo rushed toward the house, holding something in his hand. “Hey.”
“Come in.” She pulled him inside. “Well? I’ve been dying. What did you want to show me?”
His gorgeous face grew animated under the heavy, black beard as he displayed the CD in his hand. “It’s a video. I tried to email it to you but I couldn’t download it. My computer’s been funny lately.”
Alexis snatched it. “Is it something about Grant?”
“Someone anonymously sent it.” Leo rubbed his trimmed hair, looking as if he’d gotten a fresh haircut.
“Is Grant confessing on it or something?” She got her laptop from her computer desk and sat on the couch.
“No.” He sat beside her. “But, hopefully it’ll lead us
