Chapter 49
DANIEL
No messages from Leo. No messages from Adrian Rayne, no number I didn't recognize sitting suspicious among her contacts, nothing at all that explained the strange, unreachable calm she'd been carrying for weeks, the sharpness in her that I still couldn't account for.
I went through her call log next, scrolling back weeks, finding nothing there either beyond the ordinary rhythm of a life that looked, on the surface, entirely unremarkable. I checked her photos, found nothing but old memories, wedding pictures, a few candid shots from that dinner with Sophia. I checked her email, cursory, fast, my heart hammering the whole time at the thought of the water shutting off before I'd finished, and found nothing there either, nothing beyond ordinary correspondence, appointment
