“Oh, Booth!” I began to sob, the urge to call him growing stronger.
“I’m going to avenge you, Bri, I promise. Bri, I...I think I…shit I can’t say it.”
The message ended suddenly again.
I struggled to wipe away tears as I listened to the next two messages that just seemed to be more shuffling and static.
“Next message received yesterday at eight fifty-two pm,” the automated voice continued, and my stomach clenched. That had to have been left while I was on my way with the girls to meet Merrin.