*Michael*

Once I’m in the hall, I open the text message that interrupted my conversations with Shelby

Lucille: Do you know someone named Blaine?

That simple sentence made my stomach drop. He was now contacting family members.

I made my way back to the privacy of my office for the second time in the same night. I closed the door behind me before dialing my cousin Lucille’s number.

“Michael, I ...