CHAPTER 43 – Dangerous Evidence
The phone rang just as Dante was walking into the office. He’d spent most of the day locked in the warehouse, half his brain buried in spreadsheets, the other half chasing Jordan’s echo through every ledger and manifest. When the call came in, his gut knew who it was without looking. He swiped to answer, pressing the phone to his ear. “Yeah?” Lia’s voice hit him like a sucker punch. “He was here, Dante. Jordan was in my room.” A jolt went through his chest so fast it made him stop breathing. “Stay there,” he snapped. “Don’t leave. I’m coming.” Fifteen minutes later, he rolled the SUV to the curb in front of her parents’ house. Christmas lights blinked on fences and roofs. A breeze rattled the plastic Santa on the neighbor’s lawn. Lia slipped out the front door like a ghost, clut
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