Chapter Twenty-Three
Molly had gotten out of her home in one piece without any sign of Harry. She caught a cab into the city, then wandered around perusing stores and keeping her head down in the streets. She knew what Harry was like, just as he knew what she was like. He would know that it was her plan to leave as soon as he was off the phone. She didn’t want to risk looking around too much, for fear that he would drive past and catch her unaware.
Tingling on her hip alerted her to her phone ringing. She threw open her bag and dug in it for her handset. When she found it, the name on the screen made her frown.
“Belinda?” she asked.
“It’s Melissa,” she said. “They took her in. Blake showed up here today with some guy. They said they wanted to take Belinda in for questioning. I didn’t e
