Chapter 16
Riley’s hands were sweating when she knocked on the door. She hoped and prayed that she’d find out what she needed to know here.
Six minutes earlier, she’d frantically gone through the phone numbers in April’s phone until she’d found the one she was looking for. It was Brian, the boy she’d caught smoking pot with April yesterday. She’d called him and told him she was coming right over. She hadn’t bothered to explain why.
A tall, slender, well-kept woman answered the door. She looked like she went to a lot of trouble not to look old enough to have a teenage son.
Riley showed the woman her badge.
“I’m Agent Riley Paige,” she said.
She wasn’t sure what to say next. It was truly a bizarre situation—an FBI agent investigating the disappearance of her own daughter.
The woman sa
