Just Follow My Dad
On the fourth day, Radley drove out toward the county line, off onto a dirt road into an abandoned industrial park.
He parked behind a rusted chain-link fence and disappeared for nearly an hour into a small wooden building that had once been a security gatehouse.
While they waited, Cormoran ran the blonde woman’s plate on a laptop propped on the passenger seat.
The name came back: Tamsyn Grimes.
Ellard felt the air go out of him.
“That’s not possible.”