We drove back to Roger’s house in our separate cars to wait for Juliet’s call.
If Addy had been picked up to distract us from our work at the Reform Center, we had to be close to something important. Life and death were the highest stakes I could imagine, which suggested it was something about the boys who had died at the facility. What were we missing? There was nothing for it but to go back to the beginning.
Roger camped out at the dining table, as I had earlier, and I sat on the rug in the living room with boxes and folders and pages of notes scattered around me. I paused long enough to start a pot of coffee and give Mike a quick call, reassuring him after my earlier hurried hang-up that no one was dead. Mike understood sudden deadlines, and once I’d convinced him I still didn’t need
