Chapter Thirteen
The clock was ticking as Owen drove back home. He’d left Ryan’s, declining a beer and instead heading out just after Marcus, who had slid behind the wheel of his cruiser to go searching for answers and close this case, which he knew well would likely rock this community for years to come.
He still had to tell his family about the night his dad disappeared, and he could put it off only until Luke came home. It was a secret he’d pushed to the back of his mind and carried with him for so many years: his mom, her expression. Damn it all to hell! Marcus was insisting on sitting down with their mother first and making her bring up everything about their dad and what had happened.
He inhaled deeply as he flicked on his headlights, unsure why he had turned left down Tessa’s str
