Chapter 44
SEVERAL LOUD KNOCKS on Ryman’s front door went unanswered.
“Maybe he’s in the shower,” Marie offered.
“Maybe,” Bing agreed. “But Nardell should be here.”
Marie grinned coquettishly and squeezed Bing’s arm. “Maybe she’s in the shower with him,” she said softly enough that Baden and Beatrice, standing behind them, did not hear her.
That thought captured Bing’s imagination for a moment. It had been a long time since he’d shared a shower with a woman. Perhaps when they returned to his place after the evening’s choir practice…
He delivered two more sharp raps on the door. When that produced no response, he reached for his phone and called Ryman.
“Hey, Bing,” Ryman said. “We’re all waiting for you. Where are you?”
“I’m at your place. The question is where are you?”
“We’re up
