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After spending more time with my family, I stepped back into my old bedroom to change into my work clothes and call Becca. The phone rang five times before she answered.
“Hey, Jinx. Wondered when you’d call back.” She sounded as though she was having a rough day.
“Sorry, things got a little complicated yesterday. Listen, I need an updated location on Bonnie’s phone. Also was wondering if any of those burners popped back up on the radar.”
She huffed. “Okay, give me half an hour, all right? Did you not find her at that motel?”
“I did. She and some guy. Unfortunately, they got the jump on me. Get this. She’s not disabled. At least not as far as I could tell.”
“Some disabilities aren’t as obvious as others, Jinx.”
“All I know is that the ‘mentally disabled girl in a wheelchair’ bit w
