บท 64: Chapter 64

“Yeah.” I used a handkerchief to take the plastic insert from my pocket and handed it to him.

“Jeanette Van Orden? Was she the surrogate?”

I shrugged. “At this point, we have no way of knowing for certain.” And frankly, I didn’t think it made any difference.

The Boss’s eyes flickered back and forth over the information on the license, and I knew the minute he spotted the anomaly—his brows snapped together, and he growled. “This is the address of your condo in Aspen Reach.”

“Yeah.”

“The one you moved into after you blew up your previous one.”

“I didn’t blow it up.” It wasn’t my fault that shit Sperling had thought the numerous locks on my door were just for show. So it was on him when he jimmied my door open and it exploded in his face. I hadn’t even been there.

“Of course not.” He held on to the insert with my handkerchief to avoid getting prints on it and tapped it against his palm. “You’ll need to protect the boy until we can find out what, precisely, is going on.”