CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Keri forced herself to stay still even though every part of her wanted to run, to scream, to do anything other than remain quiet and motionless, as she had been for the last hour.
It was 10:22 p.m. and, despite everything, she still wasn’t sure where the Vista was. She had followed all of the agreed-upon precautions and listened to all of Keith’s suggestions. And yet here she was, still lying in the backseat of Ray’s car, waiting for word on the location of Herb Wasson and the future of her daughter.
It had been like this for over four hours. After leaving Ray’s apartment around 6:15 p.m., they’d driven to the Fox Hills Mall, where Ray picked up the fancy headsets Keith left them at the security office. Then they went to West Hollywood. Keri, who was supposed to be dead,
