At 10:03 p.m., the hospital called—my ex-wife was unconscious, pregnant, and dying… and the child she’d been hiding was mine

recognize. On the back, Hannah had written:

If anything happens, find Elise.

I stared at the name.

“Elise who?”

Ryan shook his head.

“No last name.”

“Find her.”

“Already working.”

By then, Liam was still missing. Julia claimed she had not seen him in two days, then hired a lawyer before answering a second question. Marcus Venn had emptied his office. Two of continue reading …