"We need to call the police," Lucy said, staring at the threatening photo on Brad's computer screen.
"No." William's voice was sharp, final.
"William, someone is threatening me. Someone has been following me.”
"And calling the police will accomplish what, exactly? They'll ask questions, launch an investigation, and whoever is doing this will go underground." William wheeled himself closer to the computer, studying the image. "We need to find Brad first. He might be in danger, or…"
"Or what?" Lucy's voice rose. "You think Brad is involved in this?"
William's jaw clenched. "I don't know what to think anymore. But Brad disappearing right after you get that photo? That's not a coincidence."
Lucy wrapped her arms around herself, suddenly cold despite the warm office. "You said you trusted
