C27 Chapter 27

My head was a blur as I drove down to Renée Helvig’s office in a frenzy with my head spinning. I seemed to be losing my sanity with each passing day, in all honesty. But I needed to get there quickly.

The phone rang as I accepted it.

“Lyra, are you sure it’s his car.”

“Yes, a red mustang.” She said, “I thought you’d know what he drove.”

“Guess it was irrelevant to me,” I breathed