MORIANI HOME, EXTERIOR
"But
if you'd just been honest with me on the I-don't-know-how-many occasions
when I'd asked you to tell me the truth, Tim
never would have been out
on that pier. He never would have been in danger."
Claire's words circle through Ryan's
mind, driving themselves deeper and deeper into his consciousness with
every round. They sound worse every time -- more condemning, more hateful.
"I swear this is not my fault," he
mutters as he pulls the car into the driveway.
He is taken aback by the sight of
an unfamiliar car. It strikes him that it might belong to Katherine Fitch,
but he rejects the thought almost immediately -- this is not the kind of
car that the woman his Nick married for money would own.
He turns off his own car and steps
out, looking around. He doesn't see anyone, and it doesn't look as though
anyone is inside the other car, either. He surveys the area once more and
doesn't notice anyone.
Carefully, but briskly, he makes
his way up to the front door. Thoughts of Claire and her violent reaction
to his visit are still clogging his head, and he tries to force them aside
as best he can as he climbs the steps in front of the house.
A shocked spasm seizes his body when
he reaches the porch -- and what he sees brings those thoughts of Claire
even closer to the surface.
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