Chapter 3

Shrugging, certain it was the truth of the matter, Ryan headed home. 2

Merrick had no problem getting onto Ryan’s Facebook page, the next step in his quest to learn more about the young artist. All he had to do was put Ryan’s name into the search box and then look through the pictures of the several Ryan Westleys that came up for the one with collar-length dark hair. He had learned Ryan’s last name when he’d gone to the gallery for the opening.

When he found him, Merrick was pleasantly surprised to discover Ryan wasn’t one of those who hid his information from anyone who wasn’t on his friends list—a list which turned out to be very sparse, as were the number of things he posted. Apparently, Ryan wasn’t the sort of young person who spent hours online sharing his political beliefs or funny sayings, or letting everyone know what he had for dinner, or that his ‘Grandma Matilda’ was on her way to Europe for a month.