Chapter Five
“How is it possible that you haven’t started looking for my daughter?” Andy snapped.
Sara had noticed that there was something different about the way her dad talked when he was demanding answers, when he wanted someone to get up and do what was expected—in this case, to serve and protect.
However, that didn’t seem to be happening in the busy, chaotic police station in an old building in Boston. Sara was hit with the sense of things being out of control, maybe because of the news that was running across the byline of the TV screen at the front of the station.
Eddie Taft, notorious crime boss, escaped from federal supermax…
“Sir, as I told you, someone will be down to take your statement when available,” said the officer. “So go back on over there, park your ass on that be
