Chapter Twenty-Eight
We were on the outskirts of Daniels’ neighborhood when Leah turned to me. “Super nice man—kind of lonely in a sweet way—but something was definitely up.”
I nodded. “Do you think we should have held off telling him why we really wanted to talk to him?”
“No way. Telling him got us that last little nugget on Martin. And these.” She shook the envelope containing photos of the former Alcore and GenTech employees Daniels had lent us. “Besides, he’s probably harmless.”
She had a point, though I wasn’t sure I totally agreed with her on the last one. Honestly, I didn’t know why. Chalk it up to a gut thing. I momentarily put it on the back burner, electing to focus instead on our conversation with Daniels.
“Pretty crazy stuff going on at Alcore and GenTech back in the day,
