Steve’s head throbbed, and he had hit the sack the moment he had gotten home last night. He had slept until noon, and his head still ached some, but he wasn’t about to go back to bed. There was something that didn’t sit well with him about the events of last night. Taylor was lying to him about something, and he was determined to find out what. There had been something off about her stories and that encounter with the RCMP officer.
Perhaps Liam’s paranoid nature was rubbing off on Steve, but he was still going to check her story out. It couldn’t be too hard to prove or disprove her stories. The internet could do anything, and he knew someone who knew how to use it. He had headed over to Brook and Dawson’s house that afternoon. Dawson did almost all of his work via the internet, be it vi
