Chapter 12

The snow outside fell heavier, with flurries swirling and blurring the view. But Jack Cheney didn’t care. He grabbed his coat and bolted out the door, leaving Lily Quinn’s calls fading behind him. The icy wind cut through him, but it was nothing compared to the chill in his heart. As he passed by a music store on the street, a sorrowful tune spilled from the speakers. Jack froze in his tracks. Sarah Quinn had loved this song. Every time she heard it, she would hum along softly. Now he...