CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
It annoyed me to bide my time, waiting on Cutler to make his move. I wanted to follow him, but at the same time, I knew it was what he expected and didn’t want to scare him off. I needed to force his hand and have this business completed.
Staying home with Andi, I spent the afternoon keeping her company and looked up as much information I could find on the Internet about the missing children. The thought crossed my mind that perhaps another burial site with even more bodies existed. Who knew how many children had suffered.? But for now, I kept my focus on Christine Conroy and the other bodies I had unsurfaced.
I waited until twilight, and dressed in a warm, dark, long sleeved sweater, jeans, and black boots. I told Andi I wanted to check on the farm to see if there w
