Crossed Paths

~DONOVAN’S POV~

The investigator’s voice was steady as if he wasn’t unraveling a thread that could snap at any second.

“I confirmed it, sir. Valerie Miller was at The Crown Lounge about two years ago. She wasn’t on staff—she was just… there. A guest. A party.”

I pressed my thumb against my temple, leaning back in the chair behind my desk. The leather creaked under the shift of my weight. The Crown