CHAPTER
Margot let out a deep and weary sigh. “Well, thank you, Alexi. If you hear from Detective Drisklay, please ask him to call me right away.”
“Of course,” Alexi answered. Margot had met him a handful of times before, and even though he was infinitely kinder and more humane, she still wasn’t convinced he was nearly as competent as his partner.
She glanced at the time. It had been nearly an hour since Detective Drisklay had given her an update, and even that update hadn’t contained anything new. The FBI was on the case, getting together everything they needed for an extraction. They knew exactly where her daughter was. Now they just had to get her out.
The FBI. Margot was glad that everyone was taking her daughter’s situation seriously, which felt like a welcome changed from the coo
