Chapter 155

Clara had no time to think about anything else.

"Where did Vanessa move to?" she pressed.

"Well…" Betty hesitated. "I don't know."

A faint weight settled in Clara's chest. She climbed back into her car and dialed Declan. No answer.

Then a message appeared—Damian, with a hotel room number.

Damian: [Be good. Stop wasting your time. Declan has no time for you.]

…

On the outskirts of the city, a black