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"We can’t find hi his cell and he hasn’t been at the station in over an hour Sylvia was there, and she’s gone, too"

"Charley," she said, her voice a whisper

"She forces them to write suicide notes," I rushed to assure her "And even after that, she doesn’t kill theht away There’s still tiod, Charley"

"Reyes is headed your way Explain what’s going on, and tell hiet his fine ass in that muscle car of his and meet us out there And call the captain Tell him what you found"

"Okay Okay, I’ll do that now Charley, please," she said, pleading with ot this, Cook We’re the best team ever You solved this one You Letto hell

At this point, it’s really go big or go ho drive that, according to the GPS, was the road to Sylvia’s parents’ cabin Tijeras had trees galore, but this area was out of the way and pretty barren If she was out there, she’d likely see us cohts just in case and drove slowly There was still enough of a pink afterglow on the horizon to lead the way We crept over a sain I had no choice but to turn on the headlights, but hopefully the trees would cover our approach

After about aA cabin sat in the middle, its s illu out of Misery before I’d ed a full stop

He closed the door quietly and sprinted through the trees as I killed the lights again and tried to call the captain No signal Just in case, I sent a text to Cookie explaining that so her to call the captain to let him know I hit send, then juoing for the back of the house Less likely to be seen that way, as the front was lined with rounds were several departed They were strategically placed to watch every opening, every nook and cranny Reyes’s spies? I definitely saw the wo to who’d drowned in her flowing evening gown That was definitely the way I wanted to go: in style

She turned around, spottedbyposition "Hey Did Reyes send you?"

"He did We haven’t spotted any yet"

"Any?"

"The Twelve As far as I can tell, they aren’t aware of your presence Here all alone At night Co of her delicate brows If I were anyone else, being scolded by a dead wooith makeup smeared down her face would have freaked ht back "My uncle ht be in there Can you see anyone in the house?"

"I’uard you, not your uncle"

I straightened to ht She still had two inches on me In my own defense, she was in heels "Can’t you just do a quick look-see? Pop in and out and just tell me if she’s in there and who she’s with?"

She didn’t answertoward the drive, where another set of headlights was approaching If they belonged to Sylvia Starr and she sawshe did actually have him How that tiny lady could kidnap anyone was beyond ed at least one of the victims, Mrs Chandler’s husband She could have used Rohypnol, but hoould she have done that with Ubie? It wasn’t as though they were having drinks into which she could slip the date rape drug in the parking lot at the station