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Chapter 11

Brett got in the passenger side and fastened his seatbelt, pulling it tight as Rylan put the car in gear.

They’d driven about half the way back to the hotel when Rylan finally said, “I should’ve said something right away.”

“About what?” Brett shifted in his seat so he could look directly at Rylan.

Rylan shook his head. “I’m sorry I didn’t, but I wasn’t sure if you’d believe me. I’m sorry.”

“Rylan, what the hell are you talking about?”

Rylan bit his lower lip for a second then ran his tongue along his upper lip before he glanced briefly atBrett. “Celia showed me a note they—she and Clive—had received the day after we arrived in Vancouver. She thought it was just from a wacko fan and threw it out.”

“So, it’s gone?”

“No. They were in my room and, I don’t know why but I pulled it out of the trash later and kept it.” Rylan’s fingers tensed around the steering wheel until his hand cramped. He stretched his fingers trying to ease the tension.