After everyone left, the police, Nate, the evidence bags containing that dead bird and the note, even the fingerprinted box was gone, the apartment was finally quiet, and she was alone with Wyatt.

She'd fielded phone calls. Honey first, her voice tight with worry, offering to come over, offering anything Lauren needed. Then Maggie called from the hospital, asking if she wanted her to prescribe something to help her sleep. Which Lauren had rejected. She needed to be aware of what was going ...