CHAPTER 9
Trace, Lisa, and Ryan weave their way through the police, medical staff, and investigators who crowd the hallway. When they reach the ground floor, they check the waiting room. The mystery woman isn’t there.
“Can you describe her, Ryan?” Lisa asks.
“Sort of. Light brown hair, dark eyes, aging skin. I’d guess her to be around sixty years old.”
“You probably saw Elena.”
Trace says, “Did you notice anything unusual about her fingers?”
“Come to think of it, yes. She held a newspaper to cover her face, so her hands were visible. The little finger caught my attention because it’s only a stump.”
“That’s Elena. Well, sis, you called it right. We’re dealing with an organized ring. The question is why? How was Dad tied to these mobsters?”
Lisa stops in front of the car. “Can one of
