Captive Justice: A Private Investigator Mystery Series (A Jake & Annie Lincoln Thriller Book 4) Read Online Free PDF Page A

appear to be any type of security at all.
    For a vehicle to exit to the street, a key card was not required. All that was necessary was for the car to stop a few feet from the door, press a red button, and the door would open. She pushed the button to test it and the door slid up. After about thirty seconds it closed automatically.
    What she couldn’t tell was whether or not the abductor’s vehicle had been inside or waiting outside. If there were two kidnappers it would be possible to gain access to the area through the pedestrian door, and then open the garage door from inside to allow a vehicle to enter.
    She assumed the kidnapper had used a vehicle. It seemed likely.
    It was clear now, the abductor, or abductors, had known where Mrs. Gould worked, had lain in wait and then kidnapped her.
    They also had to have known about the lack of security and how easy it was to get a vehicle in and out of the underground parking.
    She made her way from the building, back to her vehicle and drove toward home.
     
    ~~*~~
     
    JAKE WAS STILL in the office when Annie arrived. She stepped inside the house and called his name.
    “In here.”
    She went into the office and sat in the guest chair.
    “The kidnapper called,” Jake said.
    Annie leaned forward. “And?”
    “He’s insane.”
    Annie waited.
    “He never gave me any delivery instructions. He just talked on and on about how this was business.”
    “So then, he’ll call back. What line did he call on?”
    Jake pointed to the phone on the desk. “This one.”
    “Did you record it?”
    “Yup,” Jake said, as he swung around. He poked a button on a digital recorder sitting on a shelf behind him.
    Annie listened intently while the conversation was played back. When it was finished, she said, “You’re right. He’s insane.”
    “With an insane philosophy.” Jake shut off the recorder and turned back. “How did your trip go?”
    Annie repeated the information Geekly had given her, and how she’d called the burner phone.
    Jake asked, “Do you think there’s any point in trying to find that phone?”
    Annie shook her head. “I don’t think so. Firstly, if the kidnapper was careful enough to use a throwaway phone, as well as turn the GPS off, it’s unlikely he would be careless enough to leave fingerprints all over it.”
    “I suppose you’re right.”
    “Secondly, we don’t have the time right now. Rounding up the guy who found it could be a time consuming task.”
    “We’ll leave that for the police. Once they’re called in, assuming the kidnapper gets away with this thing, they’ll want to follow every possible lead.”
    “All we have is the area where the phone was tossed away, but that doesn’t necessarily mean Mrs. Gould is being held near there. He could’ve dumped it anywhere.”
    “Let’s take another look at that photo. Can you download it to the computer?” Jake asked.
    Annie pulled Dr. Gould’s cell phone from her handbag. “I’ll email it to myself. That’s the easiest way.”
    In a couple of minutes she had the photo on the monitor, blown up full-sized. Jake leaned in. “Look at the age of the walls behind her, and the floor.” He pointed to the screen. “And you can just barely see the ceiling beams, but enough to tell that’s an old building, and it very well could be near Benson Avenue where the phone was found.”
    “Yes, but there are a lot of old buildings there. It could be any of hundreds.”
    Jake thought a moment, and then squinted at the monitor. “Look at the beams again. They aren’t strong enough to support more than a two-story building. In anything over that, they would’ve used metal beams, or in a building that old, possibly much stronger wooden ones.”
    “That narrows it down a bit more,” Annie said. “It’s a start, anyway.”
    Jake nodded and sat back. “What about Mrs. Gould’s car, did you find it?”
    “Yes. It was in the underground parking of the building where she works.” She recounted what