Chapter 25
NOAH
Sophia isn’t in the room when I return. And my heart has never sunk so fast.
My heart is hammering when I head back to our bedroom, the espresso I drank earlier practically pumping in my veins.
My internet can’t pull up on my phone fast enough and I find myself searching, searching, searching.
Looking for the clues that may have been in front of my face the entire time.
Looking for information on the owner of Benny’s Pizza and the possible sell of the small pizza shop close to Sophia’s apartment…
Looking for a buyer with the last name Stratford.
Because Lachlan was right: Cynthia Stratford, NYU finance grad, Harvard Law alum came from a family that owned half of Manhattan.
And nothing can prepare me for his little truth bombs in Grandfather Quinn’s sequestered bar.
