My Wife Returned from a Weekend Retreat with a Birthmark She Insisted She’d Never Had

Detective Brooks turned to me.

“We are sending a team now.”

“What about Ava?”

“We wait for her.”

That hour was the longest of my life.

The officers stayed out of sight. Detective Brooks sat with me in the kitchen.

On the laptop, Alma remained curled on the couch.

Brooks gave me an update.

“The team is almost there.”

“What if she’s hurt?”

“They will take care continue reading …