"James..."
I stared at the computer screen in front of me. Turns out looking for a man who I had no information about him other than he had worked in the Sinclair Ranch was going to be harder than I thought.
It was a Sunday and I was seated at my study table, looking at the Google Search engine page.
James... Sinclair Ranch???
Ugh...
"Why don't you call home and find out about his surname?" Janice suggested from her bed, she was surrounded by various notes and more highlighting pens than I thought one could possibly need.
"I can already see how that trainwreck of a conversation would go. Hey Mum... do you know the surname of the man who broke your heart years ago? I'm trying to find him... yeah... no... no way."
"But how else are we going to find anything about him if you don't
