Kate stood at the door, watching as Ryan’s car disappeared down the street. She let out a deep breath, her lips curling into a small smile.

“Finally,” she muttered under her breath.

Without wasting any time, she turned on her heels and strode back into the house, heading straight for Ryan’s bedroom.

Picking up her phone from the bedside table, she dialed a familiar number and waited as the phone rang.

A rough voice answered from the other end, “Hello?”

Kate crossed her arms and leaned against the wall. “What’s the update? Have you found out anything?” she asked in a sharp tone.

The private investigator, who had been working...