Chapter Twenty-One
“What is it?” I asked as my heart thudded against my chest.
“We recognize one of the people in this photo,” Abe replied, a tremor in his usually-steady voice.
“It can’t be. It makes no sense. Why would he…” Elijah’s voice trailed off.
“What? What can’t be?” I asked nervously.
Ignoring my queries, Abe spoke to either Elijah or Anna, “Let’s get Bonnie on the line and have her pull up that photo. Get Switzer involved if you have to.”
“What’s going on?” I asked again, a little more loudly and forcefully than I had intended. Blame it on the nerves.
“Hang on, AJ, Anna’s calling the dealership,” Abe replied.
I sat tight and strained to hear Anna as she spoke to Bonnie, but I all I could hear was mumbling. Minutes passed, and I started squirming like a kindergartener anx
