Chapter 35
Ava
Terrell drove like a mad man down to the precinct. She had expected them to have to go through a bunch of red tape in order to gain access to the missing person files. Instead Terrell had walked in like he owned the place and went straight down to the basement where a middle-aged woman manned a desk.
“Hey, Betsy. How are you doing?” Terrell purred to the middle-aged lady behind the desk.
“Well look what the cat dragged in. What can I do for ya?”
“I need to access some missing person files. I’m not sure if they’re opened or closed really,” Terrell said.
“Do you have some names for me?”
“Not really. I have pictures,” Terrell said.
Ava wanted to laugh at Terrell. He was turning on all the charm for Betsy, and she was eating it up. The two obviously had a good friendship
