“Janey?” she whispered, her back to Riggs as he walked away from her. Every cell in her body screamed at her to turn around. “Can you hear me?”
“Yes,” her sister said. “What’s going on?”
“Too much to explain,” Tessa said. “I’m going to leave the call going. Can you record it?”
“I’ll figure it out.”
The door behind her opened, and Tessa said, “Gotta go,” and slipped the phone back in her pocket as she turned toward Bobbie Friedman as she entered the cottage.
Tessa wanted to put a smile on her face, but found she couldn’t. Bobbie did though, and she came toward Tessa as if they were simply old friends who hadn’t spoken for a while.
“I meant to call you back,” Tessa said, taking a few steps to meet Bobbie at the cusp of the kitchen. “I’ve been so busy, and I have this massive headache.”
