Chapter 31: All of Them Were Dead

Back then, in the parking lot outside the Peninsula Hotel. After Reginald Lyson opened the door and slid back into the front passenger seat, the movement roused Rylie Norrell from her heavy sleep. Her lashes fluttered, and she slowly came to. "What… what's wrong with me?" Rylie lifted her head, blinking in a daze as she looked around. She could only remember crying. At some point, she must have fallen asleep. "You wore yourself out. You slept for a bit," Reginald said. "Feeling better?" Rylie...