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Quietly from afar, I’d admired it. I liked how secure it was and really liked how well it was monitored. As a professional security consultant and owner of my own security business, I knew the ins and outs of what was best. And let me tell you, the way all of these houses were monitored…it was as if I’d done the security myself.

Needless to say, I knew that I’d be heading that way to inspect the property firsthand.

It was time to talk to her.

It’d been four days, and she hadn’t come in yet. I wasn’t sure why I’d gotten so lucky, but it was something that I was going to stop.

“I gotta go,” I grumbled, dropping down a twenty-dollar bill out of my wallet and picking up my beer. After downing it—my first of the day, thank you very much—I gave Bain a “see you later” nod and headed toward Folsom’s place.

My luck was on my side because as I was coming in, the sheriff was going out.

I pulled over to the side and rolled my window down.

He rolled his down and grinned at me. “Heard you rescued a little boy. Thought you didn’t do that anymore?”

I rolled my eyes.

I did do that, but mostly I worked cold cases. Ones that had been so cold that there wasn’t a single ember left burning in the case.

Those were my jam and butter. Those were the ones that made my soul sing.

Finding missing people from four years ago…reuniting a mom with her daughter that’d been missing for seven years. Those were the types of ones that I worked.

Because, for the most part, new missing children cases were solved very fast. Either they were found alive because they went wandering too far, or they were taken like Sam’s grandchild was, safe and sound hours later. Or they were found dead, most likely killed by someone they knew.

But it was the odd cases, the one that had a child disappear in the middle of the night from the most loving family, without a single trace as to where they had gone. The case where they’d been missing so long that any and all evidence was either accounted for or completely missed but swept away with time…those were the ones that made me want to dig and dig until I found something.

“I did,” I nodded. “It was a buddy’s friend.”

“I also heard that our friendly neighbor helped you find her.” He smiled.

I grimaced.

“She’s a good kid,” Sunny said, noting my reaction and finding it funny. “I have no idea why you dislike her so much.”

“I don’t dislike her,” I grumbled, my eyes sweeping the neighborhood. “I also offered her a job.”

Sunny started laughing. “Well, I’ll let you get to questioning her about where she’s been. I haven’t seen her in a few days.”

The first alarm set off in my head. “You haven’t?”

“Nope,” he confirmed. “She does that, though. Usually, I see her with the kid, getting her to and from school. But I haven’t even seen that, now that I think about it. Maybe they’re both sick.”

In the middle of the summer? Doubtful.

“Anyway, see you around.” He tipped his nonexistent hat and pulled out, allowing me to pull through.

I did, going straight to the house I knew to be hers.

The second alarm inside my head went off when I knocked and knocked with nobody answering.

The third and final one was when I left but sent a text out to Aodhan to ask Morrigan, his wife, if she’d seen her best friend lately.

The text that came back was what had me turning around and breaking into a secure neighborhood.

Aodhan: Hasn’t seen or heard from her in four days. Why?

I got back to her house in five minutes, once again hitting pay dirt when another one of the deputies that lived in the neighborhood came out.

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