CHAPTER FOURTEEN
‘Oh, hell.’ The sarge gestured at his watch. ‘It’s after ten. We’d better get back.’
Sam’s stomach cramped and she noticed Bernie’s hands clench the steering wheel. Clearly, even he dreaded the imminent arrival of Vanessa Savage.
A few hours earlier, Lunny broke the news of the kids’ disappearance to their mother. Sam thought he’d handled it well, but from what she could gauge, the poor woman couldn’t speak for shock. Her partner, Duane Smith, had taken the phone, saying they were leaving immediately.
That would put them on the cusp of Friday morning peak hour when they passed through the CBD, which combined with the wild weather could add thirty-plus minutes to their journey. But they couldn’t be far away now.
Sam had no idea how she’d face the mum. Vanessa had trust
