“Dig,” Penny said. “Find me something ugly. A history of violence. Drugs. Affairs. Scandals. Financial instability. I don’t care what. I just need a crack. Anything to make the mother look like the safer option here.”
“Then I’ll give you everything,” I said. “I’ll call back with his full name.”
Even as I said it, something coiled in my chest. This wasn’t just about Alyssa anymore.
“Roman,” she said, a little softer now. “Let's hang out sometime.”
“I'm not in Philly right now, but I'll let you know when I get back.” I hung up.
Just then, Dean walked in, frowning. “I can’t find Chloe.”
Savannah straightened. “What do you mean?”
“She’s not at the house, her car’s still parked, and no one’s seen her leave. Her phone’s smashed— thanks to Alyssa.”
“Don't start with me, Dean.” Alyssa snap
