Page 56 of Oracle Returns: Time will Stop

That was the question.

As she laid out the contents, again, there didn’t seem to be much of anything.

A credit card in her name. Her driver’s license.

Seventy-four dollars. Change.

A bank debit card. A receipt.

But then, that’s when she found it.

Oh, and it was well hidden, too.

Tucked into a tiny pocket, she pulled out some business cards.

Hot damn.

“Uh-oh,” she said, as soon as she recognized them, and what it meant.

This wasn’t good.

His wife rarely made that sound unless she’d just stumbled onto something that was going to be problematic, and on this case…

That was everything.

“What?” Lucian asked, getting up.

Leaving Ridge to sit there, he headed toward his wife to see what it was she was seeing.

Then, he saw it too.

Oh, shit.

In his wife’s hand was an appointment card, and it was dated for next week.

Only, that wasn’t the problem.

Who she had an appointment with absolutely was problematic.

‘Doctor Leon Kenyon’

That was the same shrink that had been seeing the women who had been killed on this case.

Ridge’s wife was seeing a therapist.

As.

A.

Patient.

“What?” Ridge asked, as he was still sitting on the couch and watching them.

At first, they didn’t answer.

Why?

Because Bishop had a bunch of appointment cards from past visits. They went back months. They had four visits on each one, and there were six cards.