Chapter 7 — The Search

The next day, with Bethany at the hospital and Colm at school, I did something I had never done in eleven years.

I went into the garage and searched her car.

The glove box was ordinary.

Then I reached under the passenger seat and my fingers found crinkling plastic — a crumpled, opaque shopping bag.

Inside was a light-blue scrub top, and near the collar was a dark smear of dried, rusted brown.