Chapter 25Cory
Having spent most of the night tossing and turning and mentally replaying the calendar disaster, Cory finally gave up trying to sleep and went in to work early. Cradling her coffee mug with one hand, she unlocked the back door with the other and went straight to her office.
William and Loretta Brubaker. Evelyn Brubaker.
No matter how she combined the names—or not—her Google search yielded nothing. She tried the address of the house next. But the property tax records only showed the law firm. When she finally figured out how to search previous owners, she unearthed several, yet none of them were Brubakers. As she’d feared all along, Evelyn’s parents had probably been renting.
When Cal poked his head in around eight-thirty, she still hadn’t made any progress. She waved him
