“So, if I understand it all correctly, he was there with the intention of speaking to Blair? And then he told you that Blair was gone?”
Shane was sitting across from me, his face contorted into a deep frown, his hands wrapped around the steaming mug of coffee that was in front of him. For a second, guilt flowed through my veins as I took in the tired look to his features, yet, here he was, after I had barged in here this morning, listening to what I had to say. Admittedly, when I had told him everything in my angry state, he hadn’t heard a thing.
Only now, after me repeating myself, was he on the same page as I.
At least that was how it seemed.
“Yes. That’s exactly what happened. I still don’t quite know where he got the nerve to speak to me the way that he did—”
“Matthew. Have y
