Chapter 34

There were a million things to do: landscapers and movers to hire, packing, getting the Evanston house ready to be put on the market. Hunter’s days lately were crammed with details, which kept his mind off any misgivings about Beaumont House and what part it had played in his personal history.

Just as he was about to get into the shower, his cell phone chirped. Thinking it might be Jay, he hurried to answer it.

“Yes, could I please speak to Hunter Beaumont?”

The voice was unfamiliar. He looked at the caller ID and saw simply the word Private.

“This is he.”

“Hi, this is Sheryl Heichman.”

At first Hunter didn’t recognize the name, then recalled it was one of the other doctors in the practice where Jay worked. She was an ob-gyn. But why would she be calling Hunter? And at eight o’clock in the morning?