Chapter 24: My Daughter Is Missing
Chapter 24
My Daughter Is Missing
I forced myself to be silent as I drove Alexa to the Hackett’s house. I wanted to talk to her about drugs, how she’d ruin her life and her father’s life. But I didn’t trust myself to maintain control; besides, she said it was only a five- or ten-minute drive to their house. Not enough time to do any good. At least that’s what I convinced myself.
We crossed the freeway, took a few turns, went over a set of railroad tracks, and into an older subdivision with a nice, tree-lined drive. A few blocks later, we turned onto their street.
“It’s right there,” Alexa said. “Number 712.”
I parked next to the mailbox, where I noted the car and truck parked in the driveway. “Do you know her parents well?”
She nodded. “They’re nic
