Linda’s knee bounced as she munched on a twizzler. Her eyes raced across the monitor screen as she absorbed the information.
There was plenty of information about August, in fact, her whole history and current schedule were way too easy to get ahold of. Once the girl was rescued, Linda’s first order of business was going to drill into her the importance of obscuring your virtual footprint. She had her apartment number, knew she lived with some guy named Max, and thanks to social media knew that August was single.
“Find anything?” Ollie glanced over from his spot on the floor. He sat with his back against a shelf and his legs splayed in front. His elbows rested on his knees as he waited.
“About August, yeah. Nothing about that stupid organization or why in the world they would want her
