Chapter 1028 It Wasn’t On Purpose
- Sid Newman glanced around, rapped on the door, and dust puffed down in little clouds. His palm came away gray.
- “Looks like no one’s here.” He flicked his hand. The dust had to have been sitting there forever—so thick even he, not a neat freak, didn’t want to touch it.
- Cayden Moore swept his gaze over the shabby place, then turned. “Go ask around. I’ll head to the police station.”