CHAPTER 15
As soon as Brett left to go to his grandmother’s house to help her move furniture I knew it would be the perfect time to make the phone calls I’d been impatiently waiting to make. I tried to find Daniel’s sister’s number on the internet, but no luck; it was time to get my cousin’s help. It was bright and early on a Sunday morning, which meant I was probably going to wake him up, but I was desperate. I had to talk to him while Brett wasn’t anywhere around.
After dialing the number, I waited, tapping my foot against the hard wood floor. “Pick up the phone, Mason,” I grumbled into the phone. Mason Bradley was my cousin and also a very thorough police detective. I knew for a fact he would do anything for me if I just asked.
In a gruff, sleepy voice, Mason answered, “This better b
