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

other end and leaned forward as Dr. Gould took a seat in a matching chair.
    Hank slipped a notepad from his inner jacket pocket. “Now, tell us from the beginning everything you can.”
    Dr. Gould related how his wife hadn’t come home the night before and how the kidnapper had called that morning.
    “The technical experts are on their way,” Hank said. “They’ll tap into your phone line and record any conversations.”
    “Detective, the kidnapper said he won’t call here any more. From now on, all calls will be to a private investigator named Jake Lincoln.”
    Hank frowned, sat back and twiddled with his pen. He and Jake had been friends for a long time, ever since high school, when they’d been teammates on the school football team.
    After that, Hank wanted to be a cop. Jake had toyed with the idea, but since he and Annie were a couple at the time and she would be going to the University of Toronto, that clinched it for Jake. He went there as well.
    “I’ve already contacted Mr. Lincoln,” the doctor continued. “He called me back a few minutes ago. He’d heard from the kidnapper but he doesn’t know I called you.”
    “I know the Lincolns well,” Hank said. “I’ll talk to Jake right away. He’s capable and he’ll do what he needs to.”
    Dr. Gould nodded. “Yes, that’s the indication I got from talking to him.”
    The doorknocker sounded and the doctor went to the door. He returned a moment later with Callaway and another cop behind, lugging two boxes of equipment.
    “Where’s your phone?” Callaway asked.
    The doctor showed them to the kitchen. After he’d returned and sat down, Hank said, “They’ll set up the phone recorder in case he calls back. It’ll start automatically when the phone rings.”
    King said, “Dr. Gould, we need to know where your wife works so we can find out when and where she was last seen, and what kind of car she drives.”
    “And we’ll need a photo of her as well,” Hank added.
    Dr. Gould gave them the information and then went to a stand beside a massive stone fireplace. He returned a moment later and handed Hank a close-up shot of Mrs. Gould.
    “That’s perfect.” Hank took the photo and tucked it into his notepad.
    “Detective, the kidnapper also sent a shot of my wife to my cell phone. She was . . . tied to a chair.”
    “We’ll need that phone,” King said.
    “I’m afraid Mr. Lincoln has it.”
    “We’ll get it from him. It might be something that can help us.”
    Hank leaned forward, sat on the edge of the couch and handed Dr. Gould his card. “If you think of anything else you need to tell me, you can reach me here any time.” He waved toward the kitchen. “An officer will stay here in case the kidnapper calls.”
    The doctor took the card and said, “Detective, the kidnapper said not to call you or my wife . . .”
    “Don’t worry, Dr. Gould. Our involvement in this is strictly confidential. We won’t endanger your wife, and the kidnapper won’t even see us until your wife is returned and safe.”
    Hank turned to King. “Find out what you can at Mrs. Gould’s workplace and I’ll go to the Lincolns.” He stood and faced Dr. Gould. “We’ll let you know how we proceed.”
    They left Dr. Gould with worry on his face as they went to the street. “Let me know what you find out, King,” Hank said, as he jumped into his Chevy and keyed the engine.
    As the other cop climbed into his car and roared away, Hank hoped he’d done the right thing in calling on King to help.

 
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 10
     
     
     
    Wednesday, August 31st, 1:56 PM
     
    ANNIE SWITCHED off the recorder and sat back. “I listened to that a few times and can’t find anything to give us an idea who it is.”
    “I can’t either,” Hank said, sitting forward. “But if you give it to me, I’ll take it to Callaway and see what he comes up with. He might be able to do something with the voice, depending on what was used to change the tone.”
    Annie swung