Desperation streaked through my veins when my cell rang, and I yanked it from my pocket. My lungs closed off when I saw it was Cash. I fumbled to answer it, praying to God he had news as I pressed it to my ear. “Please tell me something good.” “Think I got a lead.” “What is it?” “Been hunting for anything on Gideon since you asked me for information.” The repercussions of that request hung heavy in the dense air. Echoes of his warnings of what my thirst for revenge might do. “I finally got a possible hit. The spelling of his last name was different, but the birth date and social security
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