Nineteen Thousand Dollars, a Forged Signature, and a Flight to the Dominican Republic
Six days before the flight that was supposed to leave.
“Jenna, I have to go.”
“Wait, is Lily okay?
Derek said she was fine.”
“She’s in the hospital.”
The silence on her end got very loud.
I hung up before she could ask anything else.
I got into the car and didn’t start it.