Chapter 15: The Missing Journalist
For a moment, nobody spoke.
The room seemed to stop breathing.
Amelia stared at Alexander.
Certain she had heard him wrong.
"Rachel?"
Alexander nodded.
Her stomach dropped.
"No."
The word escaped immediately.
Rachel couldn't be missing.
Rachel was the strongest person she knew.
Fearless.
Stubborn.
The kind of woman who chased danger instead of running from it.
People like Rachel didn't disappear.
"What do you mean she's missing?"
Alexander held up his phone.
"Three hours ago she sent information to one of my investigators."
Amelia's pulse quickened.
"What information?"
"About Harold Whitmore."
The room went silent again.
Of course.
Rachel had been investigating.
She was always investigating.
Alexander continued.
"After sending
