"Hand over the bag, darlin"," I said calmly. I peeked inside the black plastic bag and immediately recognized the lower leg, thigh, and foot of a male. I closed it quickly for my new friend"s sake, since his face turned as pale as a ghost and his breathing quickened like a racehorse. I placed it back in the same spot so as not to mess with the crime scene. "I think now would be a great time to introduce me to your dad."
Bryce pulled out his cell phone. "I"ll send him a text. That way, he"ll get the info faster even if he"s busy charming the ladies. He always says it"s not as rude to glance at your phone to read a message as it is to answer a call when someone is talking. Especially when it"s me calling."
With Bryce trailing behind, I headed to the back deck and sat in a chair, waiting fo
