The woman peered at me anxiously. “Is everything all right?” “Camilla may be in trouble. Did anything happen yesterday out of the ordinary?” “No, aside from that handsome man who came to take her to lunch. She was in her office most of the afternoon, but that’s normal. Nothing else comes to mind.” Her hands worried at a twisted tissue. “Should we call the police?” “No,” I shot back. “I’ll take care of it. Thank you for your time.” I nodded, then hurried back out front to where Matteo waited for me. “Camilla didn’t show up for work today, and I can’t get ahold of her. I tried to pull up her phone’s GPS, but it’s not showing up. Something’s wrong.” I tried to keep a cool exterior even though I was raging on the inside. If someone hurt her, I’d burn the city down to get revenge. I was practic
