CHAPTER TEN
I sighed as I walked towards my house. I already knew Corrigan would get revenge. He was the joker, the player, but he also had a temper and a penchant for ending up in jail. I figured I should make a trip to the bank, just in case I got another phone call asking for bail in the middle of the night.
When I entered my house, I walked through the garage to make sure my cars were all fine and left untouched.
They were.
Yerling hadn’t broken into my garage. If he had broken into my house, the alarm would’ve sounded and my phone would’ve rang with a police report.
As I passed the front entrance into the kitchen, I noticed something on the ground.
Another note.
You didn’t take the first note serious. It wasn’t a warning. Adhere the grave circumstances if this note is thrown to
