Soledad threw a grim look at the detective, and her brows bunched together. Then she continued, “During one of our discussions, the girl mentioned other girls. One of them sounds like my niece. I tried to question my patient more, but she seems afraid to reveal some things.”
“So you have only a description,” Mark noted in a dry tone of voice, apparently, unable to keep his mouth shut more than a few minutes in a row.
“Not only,” the woman’s heated reply came.
Nevertheless, Soledad didn’t glance at the detective this time. The young woman reached and picked up the cup she had left on the table just a few moments before. She needed to busy her hands with something. Still, Soledad also had to fight back the impulse to throw the cup to the man’s head.
“What else then?” Mark insisted, seein
