CHAPTER 15
If Ben wanted help writing Keith Richardson’s life story, he should have asked someone who’d actually managed to sleep last night. Jade filled in the details she could remember, but half an hour later, the sketch was still far from complete. She didn’t even remember what Elder Keith had done for a living.
After Ben checked to make sure her phone was still set to record incoming and outgoing calls, Jade tried calling the number Elder Keith used to text her, but it went immediately to a generic message stating that his voice mailbox was full. She texted him back. Once. Twice. What did he know about Dez?
Then came more of Ben’s questions. “Was Keith Richardson ever violent?”
Jade shook her head. “No. He was Pastor Mitch’s right-hand guy, a yes man. He never wanted to rock the b
