The name sparked a vague memory. Paige Holloway.

Colton had mentioned her a few times — his quiet bookkeeper at the printing company.

I typed back a single sentence. Where and when?

Chapter 3 — The Bookkeeper

We met the next morning at a small coffee shop near McKinley Park, far from the hospital and Colton’s usual haunts.

The café smelled of roasted beans and damp earth from the park.

I spotted Paige at once, in a corner booth, nursing a mug with both hands. She looked terrified — dark circles under her eyes, her gaze darting to the door every time it chimed.