Chapter 53: Some Action

Ed called Zach as he left Grace.

“We got him.”

“Who’s him?”

“The torch. We got someone to confess. Sang like a bird. Squealed like a stuck pig. Told us a name.”

“I realize you’re excited, but could you cut the metaphors and tell me the name.”

“Mark Handon.”

Zach’s breath left his body. “Mark?”

“The name sound familiar?”

“Too familiar.”

“Know where I can find him? He’s a professional torch. Freelances all around the county apparently.”

Oh no. Grace was in trouble. She had to be if Mark was her friend. How could she get mixed up with that guy. “I know he’s in Glen Hills.”

“Really? Hot damn. Shouldn’t be too hard to find him.”

“That’s what you think. Gotta go, Ed.”

He disconnected then dialed Grace’s cell. He went right to voicemail. “Damn.”

He dialed the hospital, but no one answered at the Emergency Medical Services office. She was probably out on a call.

She’d be safe in the hospital anyway.

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