Tessa paid the driver and quickly got out of the cab. She faced the cottage, annoyance surging through her. “Why won’t you answer your phone?”
She supposed Janey could be taking a nap—Tessa had been taking one every day since washing up on Cape Cod. Just because Janey hadn’t spent the night kicking toward shore didn’t mean the ordeal hadn’t been exhausting for her. She’d been on the other end of the a*******n, and she’d heard all the same conversations Tessa had.
She’d just reached the top of the steps when she heard someone yell from the direction of the back yard.
Her heart leapt into the back of her throat, and she paused for a moment. Maybe two. Her mind screamed at her to move, but in which direction Tessa wasn’t as sure.
Then a woman’s scream filled the peaceful summer air, and t
