Chapter 11

• SHANE
• “Any word from the bar yet?” I asked Chelsea on the phone as I pulled my chair backward to sit before my desk.
• “It’s still the same thing. The bar owner is being dismissive about it. They weren’t able to recover the CCTV footage for that day,” she replied while I opened my laptop. “I suspect something fishy, it can’t just be a coincidence that they happened to lose their CCTV footage the same day Sierra and Jonathan came to the bar.”