Chapter 25
Riley’s cell phone buzzed early the next morning. She was sitting at her coffee table, looking at the map she had followed yesterday, planning a new route for today. When she saw that the call was from Bill, her nerves quickened. Would this be good or bad news?
“Bill, what’s going on?”
She heard her former partner sigh miserably.
“Riley, are you sitting down?”
Riley’s heart sank. She was glad that she was sitting down. She knew now that Bill’s tone of voice could only mean one terrible thing, and she felt her muscles weaken with dread.
“They’ve found Cindy MacKinnon,” Bill said.
“And she’s dead, isn’t she?” Riley said with a gasp.
Bill said nothing for a moment. But his silence answered Riley’s question. Riley felt tears welling up—tears of shock and helplessness. She fo
