Chapter 32Kelsey paced the small motel room, unable to relax. She’d called the front desk and was relieved to discover that it must have been shift change — a woman answered, not the sullen man who’d checked them in. She tried to ignore the irrational fear that the man had known who she was and had taken off to go tell her father she was here.
She explained she’d had a minor injury that had resulted in some blood on her clothing but didn’t have a chance of clothes. The desk worker had invited her to come up and look through the lost and found items that had been there two weeks or more. With her jacket tied around her waist to hide the worst of the blood, she went up and searched. There, she found a light blue sundress that looked like it would more or less fit. She thanked the woman, who
