Chapter 32

In the guest room, Evan took a minute to call his mother’s assisted living facility and give them the Carmodys’ house phone as an alternate contact for him. Then he hurriedly stripped off his dirty clothes and got in the shower. Long after washing away the sweat, dust, and paint, he stood and let the spray beat down on his aching muscles. Apparently unlimited hot water was also a Carmody privilege.

Wrapped in a towel, he came out of the bathroom to find that a dinner tray had been set up on a fold-out side table. A huge, domed silver cover, big enough to house a rack of lamb, sat in the center of the tray. A stack of crackers and a bottle of water were on one side. Well, the Carmodys didn’t do things by halves. He removed the ornate cover and burst out laughing. Chicken noodle soup. And next to it was a note that read, “Sleep well. We’ll raid the kitchen after the detective leaves.” It was signed with a “D.”