Ryan arrived twenty minutes later.
But he did not find me alone.
Two detectives were inside Claire’s office. So was Megan’s supervisor. So was an attorney Claire had contacted before she died.
Ryan stopped in the doorway.
His face changed so quickly it almost looked like a mask falling off.
“Alice,” he said carefully. “What is this?”
I stood behind the desk with Claire’s phone in my hand.
“This is my sister keeping her promise.”
He looked at the detectives. “I don’t know what she told you, but—”
One detective raised a hand. “Mr. Ryan Keller, also known as Ryan Vale and Ryan Mercer, we need you to come with us.”
His eyes snapped to mine.
For the first time since I met him, he looked afraid.
Not sorry.
Afraid.
That difference saved me.
