tried to come to terms with that, over and over. “I know the job.” His own voice was hard, grating, when hers had been so soft. “And I’ll do it.” He pulled away from her and headed for the door.
“Kyle!”
He hesitated, his fingers wrapped around the doorknob.
“I am sorry about what happened to your sister.”
How far had she dug? Had she talked with the family he had left? His old friends? Had she learned how desperate he’d been back then as she discovered every secret he had? He didn’t know her secrets, and that didn’t seem fair.
I want them all . No, he wanted her, as exposed as he was.
“If I could help you find Maria, I would,” Cadence told him. “Maybe after Lily, if we find new evidence while we’re here—”
He yanked open the door. “They’re waiting on us.”
The cops. The perp.
All were waiting.
As for Maria…
He knew she’d stopped waiting to be rescued long ago.
“Officer Crenshaw, you knew Lily Adams, didn’t you?” Kyle asked as he leaned across the small table in the only conference room available at the Paradox station.
Cadence sat beside him, still too conscious of what had been said in the captain’s office.
He’s hoping to find his sister .
She’d known that, though, from the minute he came to her desk back at their main office, his eyes shining with barely contained emotion.
We have to go to Paradox. A woman’s missing .
“I knew her.” Heather Crenshaw, a slim redhead with a steady, green gaze, gave a slow nod. “Lily was a few years ahead of me in school.”
Cadence glanced at Heather’s partner. “What about you?”
Jason Marsh. Tall. Dark. Handsome. He spoke with a faint southern drawl. A thin scar snaked out from the corner of his left eye, disappearing into his hairline.
“Yes, ma’am,” Jason said with a nod as his eyes stayed on her. “I’d seen her at Striker’s plenty of times. In a town this size, folks pretty much know everyone else.”
True enough. But Lily hadn’t recognized the officer with her. Because it wasn’t a cop at this station . Her gut had told her it wasn’t, but the interviews still had to be conducted.
“Where were you patrolling last night?” Kyle asked. His voice was smooth, low, emotionless.
She’d seen the emotions blazing in his eyes moments before. The past was haunting Kyle, tearing him apart on the inside.
“We were near the town’s main street,” Jason said easily. “Some kids spray painted the side of the school gym a few nights back, and we were making sure they didn’t come back for another run at the place.”
Kids and graffiti. Paradox wasn’t exactly the crime capital of the world.
I’m wasting time with the cops . They weren’t going to give her any information she could use. Sitting with them wasn’t where she needed to be. She and Kyle both needed to be out there, joining the teams already searching for Lily. She’d immediately ordered for the searches to start, pulling in local and state help in the woods, even as she set up the interrogations.
It was the locals who would be of the most help. And since she had locals in front of her, she needed to ask different questions. More useful ones. “If you were going to dump a body in this area, where would you go?”
Silence.
Kyle turned his head slowly. Stared at her.
Her gaze cut back to the two cops. “Someplace secluded,” she added. Hell, the whole town was secluded. Surrounded by miles and miles of forestland. Mountains, lakes, thick woods. But maybe the locals knew one spot that would work best for making a body vanish. “There’s got to be a place around here folks don’t visit. Some spot a hunter wouldn’t stumble on when he was chasing game.”
“ Cadence .” Kyle’s voice held a warning edge.
He’d realized she was looking for a body, not a live victim. Lily could still be alive; I’m not saying she isn’t .
She was also covering as much ground as she could. “I need you both to think of areas