CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR
Avery hit the police lights and tore through the city.
“Rose?” she called into her phone. “Honey, listen to me. I need you to call me back as soon as you get this call. Do you understand? I know you hate me right now, but this is very important. Please. Rose?”
She dialed again and again.
Every time, the phone went to voicemail.
Her daughter lived somewhere on the Northeastern campus. Where? Avery thought and wracked her brain. The name was right there in her head. They’d been unloading boxes. Rose had mentioned the house and was excited because it seemed to be slightly off-campus on a residential street. Hemhaw? Heehaw? That’s what she’d called it but that’s not the actual name. Suddenly, it came to her and she slowed down and loaded the GPS.
Backup, she thought.
