CHAPTER TWENTY
As Cory and Bianca approached Westview, the trees started to thin at the side of the road and they began to drive past industrial developments at the far end of town. Cory's phone buzzed a couple of times.
‘We're out of the cell phone dead zone,’ he announced. ‘Could you scan the numbers and see what came in while I've been driving?’
He took one hand off the wheel, passing his phone over to her and activating the screen with his thumb print in order to give her access.
‘Two voicemails,’ she said. ‘Both Shallow Falls exchanges.’
‘Can you play them? There's nothing private in there.’
Bianca tapped to access the voicemails.
‘Voicemail PIN?’ she asked.
‘Don't laugh,’ he smiled, ‘but I don't have one. There's never anything private on there anyway.’
The first message beg
