Chapter Twenty-Four
Finn
I woke early the following morning to the buzz of my phone vibrating on the night table. I fumbled for it, and saw Becca's name flash on the screen. I quickly answered, sliding up against the headboard in my hotel bed.
“Becca, what's up?”
“Did I wake you up?” she asked.
“In case you missed it, it's Saturday,” I offered sarcastically.
“Right,” she replied without a hint of laughter. “Thought you’d want to know Ray Sutton is playing games with his no-contact order. He was spotted visiting a supposed friend in the same condominium complex where Lynne Sutton is staying with her family.”
I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. “I’m only surprised because I’d think he’d want to keep as low a profile as possible with the election coming up soon,” I replied, sliding up a
