Jane nodded. “That’s the rumor.”
He looked her in the eye. “Think with your heart, Jane.” Hank tenderly kissed her. “Hang on a second.” He ducked into his house and returned with an envelope in his hand. “You asked me to do a search on that woman?”
Jane’s mouth went dry. “Yeah?”
“I found her. All of her information is in there.” Jane tentatively took the envelope. “Has this got anything to do with your next case?”
“Why?”
“I don’t know. The circumstances, maybe?” Hank said, motioning to the envelope. “You heading back to Denver tonight?”
“No. But I’ll need a place to stay.”
Hank smiled. “I’ll make a couple calls.” He winked. “I’ve got a hot dog sitting inside with your name on it.”
“I’ll be in. Give me a second.”
Hank kissed her passionately before heading back into the sports bar.
Jane stared at the envelope, opening it slowly.
The truth was staring at her in black-and-white, and with a color photo.
She had an older sister named Wanda LeRóy, age forty-two.
According to her birth certificate, she was born at exactly 3:11 am.
And Wanda LeRóy was just about to be released from prison.
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