Chapter 20
The chair was comfortable and the surroundings were elegant, but the soft lighting in Mike Nevins’s office did nothing to raise Riley’s spirits. Cindy was still missing. God only knew what was happening to her right now. Was she being tortured? The way Riley had been?
The agents sweeping the neighborhood still hadn’t found her, not even after twenty-four hours. That came as no surprise to Riley. She knew they were looking in the wrong area. The problem was that neither she nor anyone else had any clues to the right area. She didn’t want to wonder how far away the killer had taken her—or if she was still alive.
“We’re losing her, Mike,” Riley said. “With every minute that goes by, she’s in more pain. She’s closer to death.”
“What makes you so sure they’ve got the wrong man?”
