leaned in to whisper to his lawyer. I couldn’t hear the words, but I didn’t need to.
Ryan let out a sound that was half laugh, half hiss. “He’s not here. Of course he’s not here. Dr. Reed went to his house just like we planned. He rang the bell for twenty minutes. No answer. The old man is gone. He’s probably wandering the freeway in his bathrobe by continue reading …
