Chapter Seventeen
After questioning more of Valerie’s co-workers, Ambrose and I leave with a lot of information but nothing concrete. For all we know, none of what we've learned is even useful. While everyone knew Valerie and claims they miss her, life has continued without her.
I wonder how many people would miss me if I got killed and ended up without arms. Probably more than poor Valerie. I feel for her.
Just as we’re leaving through the sliding glass doors, a familiar tune comes from Ambrose’s pocket.
“Oh, that’s Dean,” he says as he puts the device to his ear. “Hello? Yes… Yes, we’re at Connect X. Who? Okay, got it. Send officers.” He hangs up the phone and slips it back into his pocket.
I look at him expectantly. “What’s going on? Are we arresting Ralph after all?”
“Yes, they f
