Chapter 3
Elizabeth couldn't hold herself upright anymore in the shower, so she lowered herself to sit and curled her legs toward her body. The cold spray misted her bowed head as dribbles of water rushed down her nose and body. She felt numb.
Everything crashed in her mind. The best detective in the Miami Police Department was Rafe? Seriously? Her heart ached to believe him. Rafe had said that he'd get her boy home to her today. She knew better than to trust him or anyone. For the past week, no one had discovered a clue about Brandon, but her heart knew her baby was out there. Rafe made her hope.
The water splashed her shoulders, keeping her in the present, reminding her that everything can change in a heartbeat. The man she met in Vegas, who had fathered her child, had knocked on her
