CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
Chloe had never been the best when it came to asking for help. It had been true when she’d been a child, had gotten worse as she’d evolved into a teen, and had become something of a defining trait when she had entered adulthood. From needing help with courses in college to breaking down on the side of the road when her first car had called it quits, she had always hesitated to ask for help.
That’s why it felt so strange for her to sit alone in the bureau car she had shared with Rhodes over the last few days, take out her cell phone, and stare at the phone number that she had called only once. She had been so certain she would never call it again that she had not bothered saving it as a contact.
She’d gotten the number of Dr. Fischer immediately after she had booked Ru
