CHAPTER TWENTY
The superintendent didn’t mince words: Tina had escaped with another girl. End of story. s**t. Where the hell could she be?
I felt a mix of relief, that Tina was no longer locked up, and fear about her roaming a dangerous world alone. If I found her, I’d have to turn her in. The thought made me sick. To defend her, I had to talk to her. First, I had to find her.
Little D had left a message for me while I was on the phone. I called back immediately.
“Tina’s escaped the Patuxent Detention Center,” I said. “Do you think she’ll go to her father’s?”
“Mmm,” he hummed. It sounded like low C on a pipe organ. “It’s possible.”
“Can you nose around Fisher’s? See if she shows up there? Or tell me if you hear anything on the street? I’m very worried.”
“Me, too. But try to stay
