Chapter 28

There’s one drawer that’s locked and it immediately piques my interest.

I search the desk for the key but I can’t find it. For some reason, I’m fairly confident that I can find something good inside of it, something that I might hopefully be able to use as leverage.

Unfortunately, without a key, there’s no opening to safely. If I break into it, he’ll know, and then he’ll want to look into it and my cover will be blown because he doesn’t even have to dig deep to find me.

I’m right in his house. Same face, different name. He’d still recognize me, though. Of that, I’m certain.

I keep looking for other clues. I’m well aware of the ticking clock. Sooner or later, Rose will come looking for me and I’ve taken long enough as it is. I imagine her standing outside of the bathroom door, knocking on the door and asking me whether I’m inside, the tiramisu in her hands.

The thought makes me frantic, but I might not have this opportunity again, so I have to make the most of it.

I come across a