AIDAN

“Eight years ago was a long time, man,” Jace said from the other end of the phone as I buried my head in my desk, going through the contracts that needed my review and signatures. “Hell, this was more than eight years. It’s close to nine, if not over..”

“So what’s your point?” I asked gruffly.

“It’s going to be so difficult, if not impossible to get any information as to what happened with Tara on that day. Don’t forget that to every other ...