The only things of note on the second floor are the giant bedrooms. Everything is in its perfect spot. There’s not even a dent in the beds made with military precision. I go through closets. Drawers. Nothing.
When I return to the first floor, Ryker’s expression matches mine.
“Nothing?”
“Nope.”
I shake my head. “Either Dakota Helfinger and Jeffrey Rose cleaned up on their way out…”
“Or they didn’t stay in here,” Ryker finishes. “Barn?”
Chapter 15
From the text messages of Ryker Navarro
Celia: Need you to check in.
Ryker: Nothing but dead ends.
Flint: Running in circles?
Ryker: No. Actual dead ends. Body at horse ranch owned by Tova Norton.
Tatiana: That’s the head of the Rosettes.
Ryker: Not anymore.
Celia: We’ll send Dr. Jackson to the scene to see what she can tell us.
Ryker: Norton claimed she married Rose.
Flint: Things don’t turn out so well for his wives.
Rand: Burn!
Celia: Why are you all on this chat?
Flint: More heads are better.
Rand: That’s what he said.
Flint: *embarrassed emoji*
Flint: *laughing emoji*
Celia: This is inappropriate for a work text.
Flint: Sorry,lalelei.
Rand: Sorry, bossy.
Rand: Shit! Bossy!
Rand: Damn autocorrect. B-O-S-S L-A-D-Y
Celia: *full screen of shovel emojis*
Tatiana: Never mind the two stooges over here. How’s Cat holding up?
