He could hear Naomi’s voice, gentle and reassuring. Sissy’s softer responses.
They were two women having tea after a traumatic night.
But one of them was possibly a wolf in sheep’s clothing.
Caleb took a breath, steadied himself, and walked into the kitchen.
chapter
fifty-three
Millie slippedinto Sissy’s room, her heart hammering against her ribs.
The space was neat. Almost obsessively so. The bed had been made with tight hospital corners. Her suitcases stood in the corner. Georgie’s bowls were lined up perfectly by the door.
She started with the obvious places. The nightstand drawer was empty except for some prenatal vitamins. The dresser contained neatly folded clothes. Under the mattress was clean.
She checked the closet, running her hands along the shelf, feeling behind the few hanging items.
Still nothing.
Her gaze swept the room again, looking for anywhere someone might hide something they didn’t want found.
The bathroom.
She crossed to the small en suite and opened the cabinet under the sink.
Towels. Toiletries. A box of tissues.
She was about to close it when she knelt lower and something caught her eye.
Something was taped to the bottom of one of the drawers.
Millie used her fingernails to pull away the duct tape.
Then she pulled down a cheap burner phone and a small spiral notebook.
With trembling hands, she stared at them a moment.
What was this? And why was Sissy hiding them?
She tried the phone, but it was locked.
Her stomach turned.
She set the phone aside and opened the notebook.
The first page made her blood run cold.
Security system: 6-digit code. Changes monthly.
Gate codes: Same as security. Back gate often left unlocked during morning chores.
Cameras: Northeast corner has blind spot. Southwest camera malfunctioning, hasn’t been fixed yet.
Page after page of observations. Details about the property that no innocent guest would need to know.
Dogs: Kennel doors can be opened from outside if latch is lifted correctly.
