- RAYA -
Dex and I drive to the reception without waiting for Luciano to report on if he found anything. I doubt he did. If the guy disappeared that quickly, there probably wasn't any trace of him. That or it could have been my imagination entirely.
"I'm sorry about that," I say, chewing on my bottom lip and staring out the window, still seeing the figure in the shadows. My mind is trying to make sense of it—consider any details or clues that would explain why that stranger felt significant.
"Don't apologize." Dex reaches over and takes my hand. "You need to tell me stuff like that."
"But Kenneth Rider is in jail. It's not like there's anyone else. It was just some random person visiting the cemetery. I guess I'm just paranoid…"
