They shook.
“Your brother?”
Adam nodded.
“Not one of the missing ones?”
He shook his head. “A different one.”
“It’s nice to meet you.” Kurt wiped off his palms. Adam looked around the little private nest at the back of the shop, at the small, meshed-in window on the back wall. Danny watched at that window sometimes.
“I’m gonna send a screengrab of this to Lyman, he’ll bust a nut.”
It made Anton smile. Lyman and Kurt were the unlikeliest of pals, but pals they were.
“You do that.”
“Why aren’t you wearing shoes?”