Ruth Hallbrook bit her lip as she followed the truck in front of her. She couldn’t decide if she was crazy or suicidal. Still, if there was the remotest chance of finding her brother, she’d take the risk. Glancing down, she fumbled for the card the FBI Agent had given her this morning.
She would have thought between the FBI and the CIA, someone would have found Mike by now! The state police sure weren’t going to. They said that since Mike had called and left her a message saying he had voluntarily left, there was nothing they could do. She had told them exactly what they could do. Of course, she’d come close to going to jail for that little conversation.
Pressing the dial button on her phone, she tapped out the number while trying to keep her eyes on the road. Hell, if something happened
