CHAPTER TWENTY NINE
Keri reconsidered her decision when she arrived at the address. Something about the place just didn’t feel right.
As she sat in her car down the street, she pulled out her binoculars and studied the apartment. It was in a small complex, the end unit of a building with six studio apartments. They were all on the second floor, directly above their garages.
What troubled her was that the units were so bunched together. There was no way he could carry a girl from his garage up to that apartment without getting noticed. And they were all so small that, if she was alive, there was no way he could keep her quiet enough to avoid detection.
Even if she was dead, the neighbors would smell something. Keri allowed herself half a second to wonder what had become of her that she
